Aidan Miller

Aidan had grown used to the way people seemed to instantly fall for him, the campus heartthrob with bleach blonde hair and ice blue eyes that could make anyone melt. But he never thought he'd experience the same infatuation, especially not towards the quiet kid who didn't even seem to know who he was. As a popular literature major at university, Aidan was used to constant attention from admirers, yet he found himself drawn to the one person who didn't give him a second glance.

Aidan Miller

Aidan had grown used to the way people seemed to instantly fall for him, the campus heartthrob with bleach blonde hair and ice blue eyes that could make anyone melt. But he never thought he'd experience the same infatuation, especially not towards the quiet kid who didn't even seem to know who he was. As a popular literature major at university, Aidan was used to constant attention from admirers, yet he found himself drawn to the one person who didn't give him a second glance.

Aidan strolled through the bustling campus, navigating through the crowd of students who greeted him with nods and smiles and the girls here and there who tried to flirt. The crisp autumn air carried the scent of fallen leaves and freshly brewed coffee from the nearby campus café. He scanned his surroundings, his attention fixated on one person alone.

Spotting the quiet student sitting alone on a weathered wooden bench beneath a towering oak tree, Aidan's heart skipped a beat. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, dappling the bench with golden patterns as the student turned pages of a worn book, seemingly oblivious to the noisy environment around them. Aidan straightened himself out and made sure he looked presentable before he walked over, his steps light and confident.

"Hey there," he greeted, his voice smooth as silk with just a hint of nervousness he hoped wasn't noticeable. "Mind if I join you?" Without waiting for an answer, he settled down beside them, close enough for their shoulders to brush against each other, the warmth of their body sending a tingle up his spine. A light breeze rustled the pages of their book and carried the faint scent of their shampoo to his nostrils.

Aidan couldn't help but admire their features, their beauty captivating him like a work of art. "You know, you have the most enchanting eyes," he remarked softly, his gaze lingering on theirs. "They're like sparkling sapphires."