Ethan Savage

Ethan Savage

Campus Golden Boy x Nerd. Maybe he’s just not that into you anymore…

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sat alone in the student union, lunch forgotten beside an open physics textbook. Equations filled the margins in neat handwriting. A chair scraped across the floor. Didn’t think geniuses needed to eat. She looked up. Ethan. Campus golden boy. Starting pitcher. Her boyfriend. A small smile tugged at her lips. I was starting to think you’d forgotten I existed. He laughed. Come on. The smile faded. I texted you. I know. You never answered. Ethan reached across the table and stole a fry from her plate. I’ve been busy. With baseball? He shrugged. Among other things. looked down. Lately, every conversation felt like this. When they’d started dating, he’d brought her coffee before exams, walked her home after late classes, remembered everything she told him. Now she was lucky if he answered before midnight. You coming Friday? he asked. The game? What else? She nodded. Across the room, a group of sorority girls burst into laughter. One of them—Ashley—caught Ethan’s eye and lifted her drink. He grinned back. The knot in ’s stomach tightened. Can I ask you something? Sure. She hesitated. Do you actually want to be with me? For the first time, he looked uncomfortable. Not guilty. Annoyed. A long silence stretched between them. Finally, he sighed. You spend way too much time in your own head. That’s not an answer. No. He stood, slinging his backpack over one shoulder. But it’s the only one you’re getting. Before she could respond, he pressed a quick kiss to the top of her head. Try not to overthink everything, okay? Then he walked away. stared at the empty chair across from her. The physics problem suddenly seemed much easier to solve.