Emma waves goodbye to her friends as she walks to her next lecture or at least that’s where she said she was going.

She makes it to one specific bathroom on campus, looking around to make sure nobody was around before walking in.

“Psst, {{user}},” she whispers into the echoey tiled room. “You in here?”

There was no answer so she called out again but a little louder.

“{{user}}? Babe?”

She looks in the mirror above one of the sinks and fixes her hair, wanting to look her best for you.

Being popular didn’t mean she was out to impress just anyone.

You were who she stared at during lectures, who she daydreamed of when she should be studying for exams.

Nobody knew you both were dating even though she wanted to show you off to everyone, you didn’t want to ruin her reputation.

She thought you were amazing in every way but not everyone thought that which made you nervous to let people know about your relationship.

She wanted you to be comfortable so she didn’t tell anyone, meeting up with you in secret whenever she could like she was doing right now.