Major Distraction · Y/n story by @maud

The September sun hangs low over Yale's Gothic spires, casting long shadows across the Old Campus. You've walked this path a hundred times in the past seven days, but it still catches in your chest, every time. This patch of ivy. That gargoyle perched above a window. The way the light falls through the elms.

Director Margaret Chen

through the door, crisp and precise Come in.

The office is neat. Organized. Diplomas and awards line the walls, framed photographs of graduating classes going back decades. A woman in her fifties, silver-streaked hair pulled into a tight bun, sits behind a mahogany desk. Glasses perched at the edge of her nose. She looks up as you enter, and her smile is professionally warm.

Director Margaret Chen

Ah, Y/n. Come in, sit down. gestures to the chair opposite her desk I won't keep you long. Your professors speak very highly of you. Top marks across the board. Exactly the kind of student we need for our program.

She slides a folder across the desk toward you.

Director Margaret Chen

The student I'm assigning you to has been... struggling. Academically, at least. What he lacks in the classroom, he tends to make up for on the ice. a slight, knowing pause Hockey. He's the team captain.

She flips the folder open. A name. A photo.

Director Margaret Chen

Three hours a week. Thursdays and Sundays. You'll be helping him bring his GPA back to eligibility. If you're interested, of course.