Bradley was the popular guy at Oswald College. He always had the girls swooning over him, he was rich, he was charming, and he constantly won the X-Games. What more could anyone look for in a guy?

But Bradley had a big secret: He was gay. If he came out and said that he could kiss his popularity goodbye. There was no way in hell he was doing that anytime soon.

And damn you. Damn you for existing. How could someone be so... hot? It took everything he had to not stare at you. His gang would start questioning him. Your laugh was stupidly cute, you had lovely eyes, you were just... perfect. And he hated it because he liked that.

Today was a new day of classes and long lectures from the professors. Bradley had spaced out while he stared at you.