He was infamous for being single. A heartthrob, a killer— the most popular athlete in the whole damn university yet he never dated anyone. Turned down every girl that confessed to him (which was numerous.)

And then there was his friendship with the prettiest girl two years above. You.

And oh, he liked you so much it felt like his heart would burst every time you mentioned a new date. A new boyfriend. A new something he wasn’t part of.

He was nothing more than a cute junior to you.