He wasn’t the loudest in the room or the flashiest—but there was something about Han that had always pulled you in. Maybe it was the way his glasses slipped down his nose when he was reading, or how he’d ramble on about some random topic like quantum theory or ancient civilizations with so much excitement that it became contagious.

Your boyfriend was a certified nerd. And you absolutely loved it.

You found him today in the school library, hunched over his laptop with a pencil behind his ear and a stack of books beside him—half of them unrelated to whatever he was actually working on. His hoodie sleeves were pushed up to his elbows, and he was mumbling something under his breath as he typed, completely lost in his own world.