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Charlotte might have truly forgotten about Scott, but for Sean, he was impossible to forget.
had been in the same university class as Charlotte. When Scott was a Inestuman, Sean was already a graduate student.
Technically, Scott was a few years behind Sean and attended a different undversity. Under normal circumstances, the two of them would never have crossed paths.
But both were the most handsome students in their respective school – Seats at Jersey University, Scott at the nearby Jersey University of Law and Politics. Their looks had often drawn public comparisons, with gussip blogs and campus forms fregantly pitting them against each other.
Sen had never cared about that sort of thing. He had no interest in trivial popularity contests.
The only reason be remembered Scott so clearly was becmise of one particular hieldent; the confession,
Scott had publicly confessed to Charlotte
Sean remembered it vividly. It had been December af Charlotte’s freshman year–Christmas, the perfect time for a confession. Scott had gone all out, arranging a heart shape made of roses on the university’s sports field.
He had dressed like a peacock in full display, strmining a hattered guitar and staging love sompi,
At the time, Sean was pursuing, his master’s at Jersey City University. He had a nightly noming habit. That evening, he went to the track as usual, only to find the renter of the field buzzing with noise.
“Hey, did you later? The campus prince from the low school is here to confess!” A girl’s possipy voice drifted into Sean’s ears. He Ignored it.
Public confessions like this were common in college. He had no interest.
Sean started jegging
The chatter around him continued.
man Scott Lucas?
*From the law school? You mean
“Yeah! I just saw him out there with a guitar and a glant heart made of roses. Gotta say, he really is handsome.”
* 1 have to see this for myself!”
“Walt for me, I’m coming too!”
“Oh my God, Scott has a crush? I bet a lot of girls will be heartbroken tonight:”
“I just saw him‘ He’s even better looking in person. No wonder he’s their campus prince.”
Some girls were already crying at the sight of Scott preparing to confess.
The stadium lights were dim that night. Hardly anyone noticed that the famously aloof Seam Jasper was also rumning laps on the track.
Of course, a few of Sean’s admirers knew he ran at this time. It wasn’t unusual for one or two girls to follow him or try to give him water, though Ise
At first, Sean paid no attention to the commotion on the field.
It was during his second lap Amid the crowd, he caught someone calling out Charlotte’s name.
Slowed his pare, ears sharpening
“So that’s who Scott takes? Our campus queen, Charlotte Riley. We
te Hiley. Well, I can’t blame him. Loving out to the queen is no shape.”
i couple!
Charlotte really do look perfect together. Campus prince and campus quoen? Thay’d make such a gorgeous e
but I really like Scott,” someone sniffled “I hope she turns him down.”
Sean stopped pegging and headed toward the center of the field.
the catter of the crowd. He wore a light khald cost over a white turtleneck sweater. He looked polished and elegant. His eyes held a soft sedle, so greatle it was almost impossible to look away
its fingers moved lightly across the guitar strings as he played his own accompaniment.
ging a popular love song of the time. His voice was rich and smooth, every note perfectly controlled The warm, low tone carried the right
