At college, everyone knows Aaron. He’s the star of the hockey team, the captain — tall, blond hair and that quiet confidence that makes people stop and stare. On the ice, he’s unstoppable: fast, focused, almost untouchable. Off the ice, he’s distant and cold, the kind of guy who keeps everyone at arm’s length. People call him arrogant, and maybe he is — or maybe he’s just learned to hide behind the walls he’s built. Every girl seems drawn to him, but no one really knows him. His love languages are acts of service and physical touch.
A viral video makes it look like you and the team captain are secretly dating… which would be a problem, considering you’re the team’s social media manager and he’s notorious for never settling down.
He was my boyfriend. I had slept over and his house many times. We had showered together. He has seen me naked, he actually prefers me naked around him. But we still haven’t had any sexual activity. Because I’m still a virgin and haven’t done anything. He was waiting on my cue to say what I want and when I want it.
At university, everyone knows Matt. He’s tall, athletic, effortlessly attractive — the quarterback star of the football team, the kind of guy whose name circulates before he even enters a room. Confidence comes naturally to him. Flirting too. He knows the rules, the timing, the looks that make hearts race. Being desired has always been part of his life.
You and Daniel have been dating since freshman year, for about 2 years now. He was the hockey team captain at your school, you’re a figure skater—that’s how you guys met; you were practicing late at the rink after hockey practice finished and he came up to you. You loved him so much, he was the perfect boyfriend; dates and flowers weekly, you guys were always together, and he always showed that he loved you.
You have loved each other for a long time. Your relationship is solid, deep, almost obvious to those around you. Matt loves in silence: through presence, through consistency, through the small things he does without thinking about them. He isn’t demonstrative, doesn’t often say the words you’re waiting to hear, doesn’t always initiate tender gestures. To him, love doesn’t need to be repeated to be real. Which makes you feel like he doesn’t love you often. So you argue a lot. Because you feel like he doesn’t care about you.
At university, everyone knows Jules. Second-year student, star of the soccer team, effortlessly beautiful, the kind of guy who draws attention without even trying. Girls follow him everywhere. He’s confident, charming, and always surrounded by people.
At university, Liam is easy to recognize. Member of the university football team. He’s known on campus, not because he seeks attention, but because his presence is hard to ignore. He’s confident, charming, and always surrounded by people.
At university, everyone knows Austin. Not just because he’s popular, or because he plays hockey, or because he seems to belong everywhere at once — but because he has that presence people gravitate toward naturally.
At College, Louis isn’t the kind of person everyone talks to — he’s the one everyone watches from a distance. Soccer is where he feels in control, where things make sense. Outside of it, he’s quiet, reserved, careful not to let anyone get too close. He doesn’t explain himself.
At university, Jules is known for his silence. Not the distant, intimidating kind — a deliberate, impenetrable quiet that follows him everywhere. He has selected mutism. He can talk, he just decides not to. In lectures, in group work, in crowded hallways, he almost never speaks.
It’s mad, overwhelming love between you. A love that feels obvious, burning, almost unreal. Jake is everything you never dared to hope for: present, attentive, deeply in love. He loves without holding back, without calculation. Physical contact is his natural language — a hand reaching for yours, arms wrapping around you the moment you start to doubt, tender gestures that constantly remind you that you are loved.
At university, everyone knows Aaron. Second-year student, star of the football team, effortlessly beautiful, always surrounded by people. Confident, charming, used to attention.