ThatAmazingGirl

College was like a wake-up call for most people. Especially the likes of Christopher Owen, who spent the rest of his high school years messing around and pining for the boy he never had.


Having had a frustrating high school year, he decided to dedicate himself to his studies in college.
 
He flew many miles away from home, changed his looks, and hid his real identity from everyone. 

His plans were simple: study hard, pass well, no dating. 

But then he realized two things: life was anything but easy without the backing of his last name.

And... he wasn't sure how long he could last before he jumped his roommate, who was obviously not gay. 

But lust wasn't love, right?

Maybe he could indulge a little? Just a little, I promise.


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EXCERPT:

"THAT ARROGANT, GOOD FOR NOTHING, DEMONIC IDIOT! I HATE HIM SO MUCH!" 

"O-kay... what is going on?" A friend asked him, watching as he paced around the room he just entered. 

"After battling for a long time. A LONG TIME!" he breathed heavily before continuing, "I... I confessed to him today."

The other sat up, eyes wide. "For real?" 

"And then... with that stupid lollipop in his mouth, he just looked at me and said Okay. OKAY!" 

Gasps. 

"I didn't even know people said "okay" to love confessions, but he said "okay" to me!"

--
Meanwhile, while he was there panicking, the one who had been confessed to remained seated where he was in the room. He had not moved an inch from that position since he got confessed to. 
But if one looked closely, they would notice how red his face was, up to the tips of his ears. 

He suddenly chuckled to himself. 
"That idiot," he muttered, looking at the door the other had taken.

Jock Next Bed (BL)

First, it was Henry trying to know about this and now Collins?

What exactly was wrong with Sky's group and their nosiness?

"And how is that your business?" Chris's voice barely held steady, his fists clenching at his sides.

"Stay away from Sato," Collins spat. "We were fine before you showed up, and we'll be fine once you leave."

Chris massaged his brow, trying to quell the rising anger. No, he wouldn't let this guy rattle him. Not over something as ridiculous as this.

"First, try to sound coherent," Chris said, keeping his voice even. "What the hell is this really about?"

Collins's expression darkened, his jaw tightening. "I already warned you." He turned as if to leave, but Chris stepped in front of him, blocking his way.

"You don't just show up here, do whatever you want, and disappear," Chris bit out, his patience running thin.

"Get out of my way!" Collins snapped, pushing past him aggressively.

"He will never be gay for you..."