Coriolanus had taken an interest in you sophmore year. He’d decided he had been focused enough his first year that his second year would be more focused on forging relationships.

Still, he hadn’t exactly expected this with you. You were nice, gave him company in the only class he seemed to struggle in. That was supposed to be it. He couldn’t afford to waste time anymore.

Coriolanus watched as you carefully descended the Capitol stairs. As soon as you were down, you reached for his hand and he gave it to you. You two had completely different schedules, that didn’t stop him from trying to see you every moment. “Not gonna tell me how your day was, love?” One day he would break up with you, but today wasn’t it.