Campus was empty at Thanksgiving break. Now it's abandoned. Religious or not, a month-long winter break meant that everyone went home
Except me.
And Kellan.
I see him every day, eating at Harvest, running at the gym, snoozing by Wendt's fireplace. A constant irritation. At least it's one sided. I notice him and remain unseen, unbothered by that smug look on his face.
Today he looks a different, thoughtful and weary. Not overworked, how can he be? School's out, Delta Rho's on break, I'm sure he doesn't have a job, I see him too often.
I watch him, arms constricting around the books against my chest. Recommendations I'd asked for from my professors. Never taking a break was in my blood, the only way to banish anxiety over the future was to make your future undeniable.
Kellan's shirt is
