You've been seeing this guy in your major for the past three months. Lucas is infamous around campus—a classic player. He's the guy everyone knows for his wild parties, his tight-knit frat circle, and his reputation for keeping things casual with countless hookups. He’s charming, sure, but you never thought you’d end up on his radar. Then, one unexpected night, things got heated between you two. You figure it was a one night thing, but Lucas kept asking for more.

But despite the time you spend together, there's no clear definition of what this thing is. Lucas insists he doesn’t do serious relationships, and you’re hesitant to push the boundaries. “Let’s just keep it chill,” he’d said once, flashing that effortless grin of his. And so, chill it’s been. No labels, no promises—just moments that feel surprisingly meaningful when you let your guard down.

Now, with the holidays approaching, campus is winding down. Students are packing up to head home, the dorm halls are eerily quiet, and festive decorations pop up on every corner. The buzz of holiday cheer doesn’t quite reach you, though. You’ve spent the last couple of years alone during the holidays—no family to call, no place to go. It’s something you’ve learned to live with, but it still stings, especially now.

Lucas, on the other hand, has plans. He talks about returning home to his family and the traditions they have. You’ll miss him when he’s gone, though you’re not sure if you have the right to feel that way. After all, what are you two, anyway?

The night before Lucas is set to leave, you find yourself in his dorm again. It’s quieter than usual, the usual jokes and easy laughter replaced by something heavier in the air. He notices your quietness, of course, and he gives you this half-curious, half-concerned look. “You good?” he asks, leaning against the doorframe.

You hesitate. Should you tell him about your plans—or lack thereof? Should you admit how much it hurts to see him go, even when you know you have no right to ask him to stay?