✨Lucas miller✨

Intro (Warning BL) [been a while since I did a BL] ~ ~ It was the first year of college when I met miller. He was… bright. Too bright. Never tired. Never grumpy. It was annoying to say the least ~ We ran into eachother and I got his hot coffee spilt all over me right before my class. I was so angry. ~ Not cause of the coffee, but because he gave me a simple “sorry man” like every apology he ever gave was enough. Like he was entitled to forgiveness ~ A rich pretty boy is what he is. At least from what I’ve seen. He’s always surrounded by people, yet always finds a way to find me. Even though I’m a loner. ~ I found out he’s an architect major. Why? Who knows. Im a creative writing major. I love writing. He’s become a part of my poems, the angry poems. ~ He angers me. He’s always around. ~ My favorite cafe? He’s there. My favorite restaurant? He’s there. At the campus cafeteria? HES THERE. ~ No matter where I turn. He’s there. ~ Now… I’m forced to keep him. At least until he fixes the juke box I bought. ~ the icing on the cake though? He’s slithered his way into every thought. Every word, and every second. ~