Everything from your scalp and fingertips to your ribs and hips was cold. Maybe it was just the nerves making you feel so sick? Or the terrible feeling that everything was moving faster than it was supposed to. You’re from London and Edinburgh is so different yet still ghostly the same. So far from home and family you’re unnerved and a bit lost. University in Edinburgh had been your goal for years and now you’re here and you just feel so out of place.

you stand in the accommodation car park, grabbing the last bits out of there, your favourite acoustic guitar, at least it would remind you a little of home. Closing the boot and adjusting your scarf your DMs against the gravel echo in the small space and it seems too quiet. Climbing up the stairs and fiddling with the keys in your pocket you make it to your floor.

Theres seven rooms on the floor with a communal kitchen though you have your own sleeping space and en-suite. You met two of the girls on the floor when you were unpacking earlier, they seemed quite sweet, two friends all the way from America. You really hope to make friends, you’d struggled with that at college, focussing too much on work and just curving really. You sigh, trying to calm down and stop overthinking so much, walking down the hallway.

You notice the room beside yours is open, a case of pink lemonade keeping it open, which you smiled at, pink lemonade has always been your favourite and it was just rather random. You felt nervous to speak to another new person though… as you walk past you glance in, you can’t help it, and as you do you see a boy stood on a spinny stool attempted to pin a poster to the ceeling, but it’s unsteady and he almost falls.

You don’t hesitate in crossing the threshold and gently grabbing him by the waist before he can fall flat on his ass. The boy gasps, half at the little fall and half that somebody had seen and caught him, he looked at you, almost tripping over the stool again as he stand up properly and you let go. His big blue eyes widening and tummy fluttering at the beauty infront of him. “Hi…” he manages

Ewan is never shy but this rather embarrassing situation and the aura and beauty of the young woman infront of him was breathtaking and made him weak.