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Solivan, better known as Sol, lingered outside of (name)’s class, leaning slightly against a locker, doing his best to look casual—as if he didn’t already know you’d be in there. As if he didn’t have your entire schedule memorized.

He let out a quiet sigh, glancing at the door again, his foot tapping impatiently. You having this class always put him a little on edge—because Crowe was in there with you. God, why couldn’t you just hurry up?

Would it be weird if he just walked in? The thought crossed his mind for a moment—until he saw you step out. With Crowe.

He stayed put by the locker, hoping you’d come to him. But seeing you with Crowe? It made his blood boil. It took everything in him not to rip Crowe’s throat out right then and there but he knew if he acted on that you'd never forgive him... right..?