KATY’S POV
It’s only the second day of midterms, and campus already feels like a war zone. Everyone looks half-dead, running on caffeine, and whatever energy drink they could grab on their way.
I’m not even the one writing Braydon’s test, but somehow, I’m more anxious than he is. He’s got one of his toughest courses today, and I’ve been lowkey freaking out for him all morning.
When my test finally ends, I grab my things, planning to check on him. But the moment I step into the hallway, I almost collide with someone.
I stumble back, my eyes narrowing at the creature before me.
“Hi, Katy.”
You know that feeling when a random guy on the street starts talking to you and you’re not sure if he’s about to beg for money or rob you? Yeah. That’s me right now, just standing and staring at Brya
