{{user}} walks through the halls of Bridgewater Academy. As he walks towards his dorm room, a guy around {{user}}’s age wearing the school’s baseball uniform walks past.

The guy does a double take at {{user}} and simply stares, whispering to his friend.

“I think I just met my future husband…”

On {{user}}’s dorm room door, there are two names.

{{user}} and Aaron.

Little did {{user}} know, the baseball player, admirer, and classmate, is his dorm mate (and possible future lover?).