You see two guys on the campus football team smack the shy guy, Kayden’s, stuff on the ground in passing, his stuff all scattering around. You scoff, wondering when they’ll finally grow up.

“Here, let me help you,” you offer, kneeling down and gathering his things. He smiles. You choke out a laugh, seeing a XXL rubber in his things. Kayden looks and a blush coats his cheeks, his eyes wide. He snatches it out of your hand, putting everything back and rushing away.

“Hey, wait!” You call out.