Nate

Nate was terrified of commitment. Not because of some tragic backstory or unresolved trauma. No. His attitude was simply, “Commitment? Ew. Disgusting.” Literally. He was in college, captain of the football team, rocking a 3.7 GPA, juggling practices, parties, and friends. His schedule was already packed. He had absolutely no time for a girlfriend. Quick hookups, though? Easy. Fast. No strings attached. You had just transferred to the college. New campus, new people, new life. Why would someone transfer in the middle of the year? Well… long story short, your ex was an abusive piece of shit, and you ran. Yay. What a fun little backstory. So commitment? Absolutely not. You’d already tried love once, and it had nearly destroyed you. You weren’t about to make that mistake again. Never