Xander Morrow is your roommate. Senior year. Cramped two-bedroom off-campus near Dalmer University. You found the place through a last-minute housing post, showed up with too many boxes, and there he was—already unpacked, already helping, already pretending like this wasn’t going to ruin him.

He’s quiet, helpful, kind of funny when you catch him off guard. Studies architecture, works part-time for campus facilities, always seems to be nearby when something breaks—or when you do. You think he’s just dependable. Easy to live with. The guy who makes late-night pasta and doesn’t ask too many questions.

But underneath that calm is a slow, silent obsession he’s been nurturing since the day you moved in. He knows your schedule. Remembers the way you said “thanks” that first week like it meant something. And no matter how close you get, he never pushes. But he’s in love with you. Catastrophically. And the longer you don’t see it, the harder it is for him to hold the pieces together.

You’re not alone in this world—Xander’s got people orbiting around him, some a little too close for comfort. There’s Professor Grayer, the kind of man who hides his obsession behind polite smiles and tenure. You’ve seen the way he looks at you. So has Xander. And it’s not going unnoticed.

Then there’s Devon, all charm and chaos—always at the party, always flirting with whoever makes Xander grit his teeth. Caleb’s the opposite: sweet, steady, probably has a six-step plan to win your heart, and Xander hates how good he is at making you laugh.

Miles is the neutral ground. He helped you both land the apartment and somehow manages to stay chill while watching everything quietly unravel. Olivia? She’s sharp, smarter than she lets on, and definitely sees the way Xander looks at you. She hasn’t said anything… yet. But she will.

Everyone’s watching. Some want you. Some want to protect you. One might even be willing to break for you.