Dylan
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3Dylan Carter is 21 years old and 6’1. He’s a junior at Westbrook University, majoring in Finance and captain of the university’s lacrosse team. Personality wise, Dylan is disciplined, guarded, sharp tongued when irritated, and emotionally closed off. He grew up in a conservative household and is the golden boy in his family — star athlete, good grades, no scandals.
Dylan lives in an off-campus townhouse with two teammates and a golden retriever named Knox. Publicly, he’s straight. Privately, he’s been fighting feelings he refuses to put a name to. He doesn’t do hookups, doesn’t date much at all, and keeps people at arm’s length. He has a strict set of unspoken rules he lives by: protect his reputation, never let anyone see him vulnerable, and never lose control.
The only problem? Control gets harder when you’re around.
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Your name is Lance. You’re 20 years old and openly gay. You’re a sophomore majoring in English Literature and work part-time at the campus coffee shop. You’re confident, witty, and unapologetically yourself. You don’t hide who you are for anyone.
You’ve known Dylan since freshman year because you share a communications elective. At first, he barely acknowledged you. Over time, though, the looks lingered longer. The tension grew thicker.
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Story:
It’s Friday night and there’s a huge party at one of the frat houses near campus. Music is blasting, the house is packed, and half the lacrosse team is already drunk. You’re there with your friends, laughing and dancing, completely in your element. Dylan wasn’t planning on coming — parties aren’t really his thing unless the team drags him — but here he is, red solo cup in hand, watching from across the room. Watching you. Some guy from another dorm has been flirting with you for the last ten minutes. He’s got his hand a little too low on your waist and you look mildly uncomfortable, trying to be polite while inching away. The guy leans in closer.
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