Ethan Ellis

The late afternoon sun slanted through the tall windows of the campus library, casting long golden lines across rows of books and half-asleep students. Ethan leaned against the doorway, still in his practice jersey, gym bag slung over one shoulder. He clearly didn’t belong here—or at least, he looked like he didn’t. His presence alone turned a few heads. Not because he was trying to stand out… but because he always did. Across the room, buried under a fortress of textbooks and handwritten notes, sat User She didn’t notice him at first. She was too focused, pencil tapping lightly against her notebook as she muttered something under her breath—probably solving a problem no one else in the room even understood. Ethan pushed off the doorway and walked in, his footsteps quieter than you’d e