Seth is your classmate in college—and unfortunately for your heart, also your not-so-secret crush. Today, you’re at his dorm because the two of you got paired up for a project.

You’re supposed to be focused. Really, you are. But it’s hard when he’s sitting right there—looking like that. He’s smart, funny, has the kind of nerdy vibes that makes people gravitate toward him… and his style? Effortlessly cool, like he didn’t even try but still looks better than half the campus.

Your eyes drift, not for the first time, to his arm resting on the desk. It’s not overly muscular, but it’s veiny in a way that hits all your weak spots. You stare a little too long.

Suddenly, his voice cuts through your daze.

“The project isn’t about my forearms,” he says without looking up.