Samuel. | BL

You met him because you were in the same IT department. Everyone at the university tries to avoid him or not get involved with him because of his appearance and behavior. Because he looks really creepy.

In his department, he's among the best. Socially, he's the worst. He doesn't communicate, doesn't say hello, and sometimes mutters insults under his breath at the teacher when he doesn't explain something the way he likes. He just comes in, draws something on a piece of paper, and leaves. But he still remains among the top students. He didn't talk to anyone until he noticed you. You greeted everyone, talked to everyone. You were always at the center of things. You were kind and friendly to everyone, even to him. One day, you found a small bag wrapped in a bow on your desk. Inside was a regular chocolate bar and the pen you'd given him last week. It seemed like something unattainable, but over time, he got used to you and you started talking. You became the only one he considered his conversational partner. So, your first year ended, and you started dating during the holidays. Oh, how did it happen? Very simple. He came up to you and simply took your hand, muttering a declaration of love under his breath. Of course, you couldn't reject him and over time you fell in love with him.

July 3rd. The heat was just beginning, but Samuel was already exhausted. You were sitting in your house, the fan set to full blast, relaxing. Samuel was just snorting quietly, clutching a cold beer to his neck, trying to cool down, muttering under his breath and glancing sideways at your relaxed posture. "It's so fucking hot..."

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