Adrian Sinclair has his life carefully planned—straight A’s, a flawless academic record, and zero distractions. As a top student at Oakridge University, he’s always been more comfortable buried in books than dealing with people. But when he’s assigned to tutor Liam Hunter, the school’s star athlete, his perfectly controlled world is thrown into chaos. Liam is everything Adrian isn’t—charming, reckless, and effortlessly popular. He needs to pass his classes to stay on the team, but studying has never been his strong suit. When he meets Adrian, he expects another dull tutor, not someone who challenges him in ways he never expected. What starts as a reluctant partnership soon turns into something deeper. Late-night study sessions, stolen glances, and unspoken words blur the lines between friendship and something more. But as feelings grow stronger, so do the obstacles—fear, expectations, and the undeniable truth that love isn’t something you can plan for. Will Adrian and Liam risk it all to embrace what’s between them? Or will their own insecurities and the pressures of college life keep them apart? A slow-burn college romance filled with longing, tension, and the sweetest of lessons—the kind that only love can teach.
View MoreClaire leaned against the lockers, arms crossed, watching Liam from across the hall. Beside her, Jason smirked.“So, Liam’s got a new favorite now?” Jason mused.Claire glanced at him. “What are you talking about?”Jason nodded toward where Liam stood, talking—no, smirking—at Adrian Sinclair. The quiet, nerdy tutor. The last person anyone expected to be on Liam’s radar.Claire tilted her head. “Huh.”Jason chuckled. “Didn’t take you for the jealous type, Claire.”Claire scoffed. “Jealous? Please. I just didn’t think Liam would ever take an interest in someone like that.”Jason shrugged. “Maybe he’s just bored. You know how he is.”But Claire wasn’t so sure.She had dated Liam long enough to know his type—and Adrian Sinclair wasn’t it.So why was Liam bothering with him?Her eyes narrowed slightly as she watched Liam ruffle Adrian’s hair, making the tutor swat his hand away with an annoyed scowl.Interesting.---Later that day, Adrian sat in the campus café, flipping through his notes
Adrian walked into the library, half-dreading, half-curious about today’s session.After their last meeting, he’d expected Liam to show up late or not at all. But to his surprise, the basketball player was already there, leaning back in his chair, tossing a pen between his fingers like this was some kind of game.“You’re early,” Adrian said, setting his books down.Liam grinned. “Figured I’d try something new. You like punctuality, right?”Adrian gave him a look. “I like effort.”Liam smirked, tapping his textbook. “Well, you’ll be thrilled to know I actually opened this thing last night.”Adrian raised an eyebrow, taking a seat. “And?”Liam sighed dramatically. “And I regretted it instantly.”Adrian snorted. At least he was honest. “Let’s see what you remember.”He flipped open his notes and started asking questions, and—to his surprise—Liam wasn’t completely lost this time. He still struggled with some concepts, but he was paying attention, asking questions when he didn’t understand
The next tutoring session was supposed to be routine.Adrian had structured the lesson plan, prepared additional worksheets, and even adjusted his expectations. He would not let Liam Hunter’s frustrating attitude get under his skin again.But, of course, Liam had other plans.---Their usual spot in the campus library was taken. Adrian arrived early, as always, only to find the small study cubicle already occupied by a group of students. He tried negotiating with them (which, in his case, meant pointedly reminding them that they never used this space before), but it didn’t work.Liam showed up ten minutes late to find Adrian standing stiffly near the bookshelves, arms crossed.“Yo, professor.” Liam tossed his duffel bag onto a nearby chair. “Why do you look like someone just stole your lunch money?”Adrian’s jaw tightened. “Our table is taken.”Liam peeked over, then shrugged. “So? We’ll find another spot.”Adrian exhaled through his nose. He hated changes in routine.After some wande
Adrian Sinclair believed in efficiency.His life was built on structure—detailed planners, color-coded notes, and strict time management. Tutoring Liam Hunter was already an anomaly in his system, an unwelcome disruption that threatened to throw off his carefully curated routine.But he had made a commitment.So when Tuesday evening rolled around, Adrian arrived at the campus library ten minutes early, settling into a quiet corner. He spread out his notes, arranged his pens, and took a deep breath.This was just another tutoring session.He could handle this.Then Liam arrived, and Adrian instantly regretted everything.The campus library was nearly empty, bathed in the dim glow of old hanging lamps. Adrian had arrived early, as always, setting up his workspace with precision. Books stacked neatly, pens aligned, notes ready.And then Liam strolled in as if he owned the place.Dressed in his usual athletic wear, slightly sweaty from practice, he exuded effortless confidence. His duffel
Adrian Sinclair believed in structure. In routine. In the comfort of knowing exactly how his day would unfold, down to the smallest detail. His planner was always filled, his schedule meticulously crafted, and he prided himself on never—never—letting anything derail him.That’s why, as he sat in the dimly lit university library, fingers skimming over neatly handwritten notes, he found solace in the silence. The rhythmic scratch of his pen, the soft rustle of book pages, the faint hum of the overhead lights—this was his sanctuary.He was just a normal college student—well, a straight A college student— that was very meticulous in the way he plans his days and if things don't go according to plan, he stresses. As he scribbled on, he hummed silently in excitement. He was getting to the end of the essay he was working on and then he could have a nice and relaxing time by reading one of the novels he had on his list. Then his phone buzzed.Adrian frowned at the screen. A message from Prof
Adrian Sinclair believed in structure. In routine. In the comfort of knowing exactly how his day would unfold, down to the smallest detail. His planner was always filled, his schedule meticulously crafted, and he prided himself on never—never—letting anything derail him.That’s why, as he sat in the dimly lit university library, fingers skimming over neatly handwritten notes, he found solace in the silence. The rhythmic scratch of his pen, the soft rustle of book pages, the faint hum of the overhead lights—this was his sanctuary.He was just a normal college student—well, a straight A college student— that was very meticulous in the way he plans his days and if things don't go according to plan, he stresses. As he scribbled on, he hummed silently in excitement. He was getting to the end of the essay he was working on and then he could have a nice and relaxing time by reading one of the novels he had on his list. Then his phone buzzed.Adrian frowned at the screen. A message from Prof...
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