“Ugh, you’re impossible,” I muttered. I turned around fast and hurried out of the kitchen before he could say anything else. I could still hear him laughing softly behind me as I grabbed my keys and left the apartment. My heart was beating faster than it should have been.

The walk to campus was nice in the fresh morning air. Birds were chirping, and the sun felt warm on my skin. I made it to my classes just in time. Biology was first — the professor talked fast about cells and molecules, and I scribbled notes like crazy. Then came English Literature, where we started reading a new book. I...