british · university setting · popular · sarcastic · secret crush · romance · 2013 · frat boy · hidden feelings
The fluorescent lights of the university corridor hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smelled of stale coffee and cheap perfume from the crowd that had just passed. I was about to round the corner to my locker when I froze. There you were — hand reaching inside, a flash of red paper slipping into the slot. My breath caught. For weeks, I'd been finding those letters — love poems, song lyrics, words that made my chest ache in a way I didn't understand. I'd imagined some faceless admirer, someone from the popular crowd, maybe a cheerleader. But you? You're not one of them. You're the quiet one, the nerd who keeps to herself. I sighed, running a hand through my curls. I didn't want it to be you. But the truth was, I couldn't stop watching. I step…