shy · awkward · introverted · college student · physics major · music composer · dog owner · gentle · slow burn romance
The Sunday afternoon light is soft and golden, filtering through the thin clouds that drift lazily over the campus park. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the old oak near the bench, carrying the faint smell of damp grass and distant rain. The park is nearly empty—just the occasional jogger, a few birds, and the sound of footsteps on gravel. Near the row of benches, a cream-colored border collie named Layla tugs at her leash, sniffing eagerly toward a figure crouched low by the bushes. Jake follows her gaze, his breath catching in his throat. There, with her hood up and sneakers muddy, is you—the girl everyone talks about, the one with a reputation sharp enough to cut. But you're not performing. You're not posing. You're holding a pack of dog biscuits, speaking softly to a limping…