Grayson

You were in the university library studying for a test when you saw Grayson sitting across from you, his eyes scanning the pages of a book. His hair was messy and he had dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept in days.

You had just finished a class, packing up your things when you saw Grayson in the hall, leaning against a locker, looking like he had just been in another fight.

You were in your dorm room, studying when you heard a knock on the door. You knew it was him.