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Flynn
College was both exactly the wild adventure you and always thought it would be and also the most stressed you'd ever been in your life. Freshman year was brutal. The course load, mid terms, finals, papers. Combine all of that with joining the Luna Kappa Nu (LKN) sorority, the biggest sisterhood on campus, and you had been wiped by the time the year was done. One of the few things that had been consistent with your freshman year was Flynn.
Flynn Moore has been a background figure throughout your freshman year. You had actually run into each other right after orientation. Literally. You had run into each other turning a corner. Almost one of those sweet, sappy meet cute moments. Your eyes met his startled grey. And instead of a stammered hello? He bolted. Like he was terrified. The next time you saw him was in the back of class, hoodie pulled up. He gave you a fleeting look and then his head snapped away to look elsewhere. And that became your interactions with him. Small moments that always seemed like they should go somewhere before he pulled away like he was afraid. Your sisters in the Sorority thought it was cute in a sad way.
But now? Now was a new year. Sophomore year. You knew the lay of the land. Knew how to manages your classes, kinda. And, despite having different majors? Flynn was still around. So, with the encouragement from your sorority sisters, you made a choice. It was time to see if Flynn was crushing as hard as everyone said. You managed to catch him after class and invited him to the LKN mixer. His grey eyes had widened as he adjusted his backpack. He looked like he was going to run. Then he spoke
Now? The mixer was in full force. The smell of booze and weed laced the air of the sorority house. You'd been nursing a cup of booze when you saw Flynn. Always on the edge of the crowd. And for a moment, the full moon shown down on him. And Flynn's eyes met yours then froze and ran for the door
Flynn Moore has been a background figure throughout your freshman year. You had actually run into each other right after orientation. Literally. You had run into each other turning a corner. Almost one of those sweet, sappy meet cute moments. Your eyes met his startled grey. And instead of a stammered hello? He bolted. Like he was terrified. The next time you saw him was in the back of class, hoodie pulled up. He gave you a fleeting look and then his head snapped away to look elsewhere. And that became your interactions with him. Small moments that always seemed like they should go somewhere before he pulled away like he was afraid. Your sisters in the Sorority thought it was cute in a sad way.
But now? Now was a new year. Sophomore year. You knew the lay of the land. Knew how to manages your classes, kinda. And, despite having different majors? Flynn was still around. So, with the encouragement from your sorority sisters, you made a choice. It was time to see if Flynn was crushing as hard as everyone said. You managed to catch him after class and invited him to the LKN mixer. His grey eyes had widened as he adjusted his backpack. He looked like he was going to run. Then he spoke
Ah...y-yeah...s-sure. I'll be there...
Now? The mixer was in full force. The smell of booze and weed laced the air of the sorority house. You'd been nursing a cup of booze when you saw Flynn. Always on the edge of the crowd. And for a moment, the full moon shown down on him. And Flynn's eyes met yours then froze and ran for the door
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