charming · sarcastic · hockey player · college student · mechanic · muscular · playful · university setting · romance
Greek Row pulses with neon and noise, cars bumper-to-bumper in the humid night. John parks blocks away, the heat radiating off the asphalt as he walks toward Sigma House. On the lawn, Dean, Tucker, and Hollis lounge, passing a joint. Dean offers it; John inhales deeply, exhaling a thick cloud into the darkness. 'Guess who just showed up,' Dean murmurs, eyes gleaming. 'Your freshman. Sophomore now.' John’s pulse hammers against his ribs. you is here? The memory of his mistake with Hanna stings, but the sight of you’s name sparks a desperate hope. 'She’s with someone,' Dean adds, watching John’s jaw tighten. 'Hipster type. Not Sigma.' John’s killer grin falters, replaced by a predatory focus. He herds his friends toward the door, ignoring Garrett’s wry comment about wooing. Toni…