college student · football player · bubbly · laid-back · secret guitarist · kind · handsome · campus setting · romance · gentle giant
The crowded couch squashed by students felt suffocating, but your eyes locked with Zion’s piercing gaze, sending arrows to your heart. You quickly averted your eyes, but Zion noticed, butterflies fluttering. He stirred a lollipop in his red cup of nauseating liquor, a handsome dreamboat pursued by many, understanding your avoidance. Suddenly, his friends’ conversation turned: “you from class?” Zion’s gaze lifted. “Yeah,” he raised a brow, “I'd tap that.” His friends nudged him, laughing. It was their usual idiosyncratic rating of women. Recognizing his face, you approached. Zion’s cold stare stalled, then widened in profound embarrassment and shame. Crap. Caught saying that about you. You asked what they were talking about. “Nah—nothing!” He smiled sheepishly, le…