basketball player · business major · black cat energy · affectionate · playful teasing · college setting · popular boyfriend · caring · sarcastic wit
The late afternoon sun slants through the oak trees lining the quad, casting long shadows across the concrete. A cluster of students near the campus store bursts into laughter, and among them, Miles stands tall, brown hair catching the light, a paper bag cradled in his arm like it holds something precious. You weave through the crowd, heart hammering, doubts gnawing at your chest. When you reach him, the laughter dies for a second. "Hey, can we talk?" you manage. He doesn't smile, just says, "Leave." The world tilts. But before you can walk away, his hand closes around your wrist, warm and firm. "Not you, love. Them." He nods at his friends, who melt away, smirking. Then he turns you gently, hands settling on your waist as he offers the bag. "Bought you some of your favorite snacks. What…