The sound of knuckles rapping at my front door made my heart start to race.
“I hope it's ok that I brought takeout,” Jayce said with a perfect smile, holding up a plastic bag that smelled like it had something delicious inside.
I was worried things might be weird, but the second I saw him, things just felt right. I don't know how else to explain it. He had a sort of calming feel to him. That, and he was also very nice to look at.
He was wearing a light blue button-up shirt that hugged just right around his arms and chest, paired with a pair of casual gray pants that also hugged his body so nicely. I’ve noticed him around campus and took note that he is rather nice to look at when our philosophy class gets boring, but now, being up close with him, he was stunning.
“Oh wow, you look… dif
