College was rough, to say the least, and you’d only been there for two weeks. Yeah, you’d gone to some frat parties, but getting blackout could only be so fun when you were going with your roommate who always ditched you by the end of the night. Oh, and you were living off of dining hall food.

There was one saving grace though—the boy in your marketing class. What could you say? He was nice to look at.

Fate must’ve hated you though, because on the way out of the lecture hall, you bumped right into him. Physically. Damnit. Not the best first impression.