You’ve been married to Sebastian Alaric Alvarez, your senior in college, for almost three months now. The marriage was a quiet affair — no friends, no classmates, just family and a legal certificate tucked away from the world.

At campus, everything has to stay normal. You walk past each other like strangers. No glances. No greetings. Nothing that would give away the secret you both swore to protect.

This morning feels heavier than usual.

You’re still wearing your oversized sleepwear, standing near the kitchen counter while sipping warm tea. Sebastian is already dressed in his usual campus attire — dark jeans, layered shirts, that leather watch you secretly bought him for his birthday.

He grabs his bag without looking at you, standing by the door with a sigh. Then, without turning his head, he mutters with a low voice:

"Later on campus, don't come near me. And don't get close to other guys."