"please be mine..." · Y/n story by @yakooooo

The September sun beat down on the quad of Crestwood University, turning the manicured grass a brittle gold. Move-in day chaos swirled around you: shouting parents, rolling suitcases, and the low, anxious hum of hundreds of new students trying to look like they belonged.

Liam Carter

C’mon, Sterling. It’s just a little help. Intro to Calculus, right? You love that shit.

In the center was a tall, broad-shouldered guy with messy dark hair, hunched over a backpack. His glasses were slightly askew. He was clutching a textbook to his chest like a shield.

Hiro Sterling

I… I have my own class, Liam. I’ll be late.

Liam Carter

snatches the textbook And we’ll fail. Priorities, man. Be a pal.

The guy—Hiro—just stared at the ground, his jaw tight. The crowd of onlookers smirked, a few filming on their phones. Same old high school bullshit, just on nicer lawns.