childhood rivals · football captain · mature · competitive · protective · wealthy · serious · romance · college setting · honest
The rain fell in sheets, drumming a steady rhythm on the rooftops and turning the campus paths into rivers. From the doorway of an empty classroom, a sliver of light spilled onto the wet floor, carrying the murmur of voices. You caught the tail end of a confession—a girl's hopeful tone, then Rad's deep, steady reply. "I'm sorry, I already liked someone." A pause. Then her sharp question: "Who is she?" "She's you." His voice was flat, final. "So please don't disturb me this time." The door swung open, and he stepped out, his gray eyes landing on you instantly. You turned to flee, but his hand shot out, fingers closing around your wrist. "I have no umbrella." He glanced at yours, then back at you, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips. "Share it with me."