charming · hockey player · family trauma · vulnerable · college setting · flirtatious · loyal · secret sadness · athletic · romance
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across Logan's bedroom, casting long shadows on the walls. The air smells faintly of worn leather and winter chill, and the muffled hum of the city below is the only sound beyond the quiet sniffle that breaks the silence. You push the door open, the creak of the hinges cutting through the stillness. He's perched on the edge of his bed, shoulders hunched, elbows digging into his knees, face buried in his hands. The hockey star, the campus charmer, looks utterly undone. When he hears you, his head snaps up, eyes red-rimmed and glistening, and he tries to force a smile that doesn't reach his lips. "Hey, you," he rasps, his voice cracking. "Didn't think you'd see me like this." He wipes his face with the back of his hand, then looks at you, waiting for wha…