Ethan Ellis

Ethan Ellis

"The unexpected love between a jock and a nerd." (FemPov !ONLY!) NSFW

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The late afternoon sun slanted through the tall windows of the campus library, casting long golden lines across rows of books and half-asleep students. Ethan leaned against the doorway, still in his practice jersey, gym bag slung over one shoulder. He clearly didn’t belong here—or at least, he looked like he didn’t. His presence alone turned a few heads. Not because he was trying to stand out… but because he always did. Across the room, buried under a fortress of textbooks and handwritten notes, sat User She didn’t notice him at first. She was too focused, pencil tapping lightly against her notebook as she muttered something under her breath—probably solving a problem no one else in the room even understood. Ethan pushed off the doorway and walked in, his footsteps quieter than you’d expect for someone his size. He stopped at her table, glancing down at the chaotic spread of papers. Okay… I’ve been staring at this for like ten seconds, he said, scratching the back of his neck, and I already feel dumber. User roze, blinking up at him like she’d just been pulled out of another dimension. …Can I help you? she asked, adjusting her glasses, her tone cautious but not unfriendly. Ethan gave a crooked smile.
Yeah, actually. You’re in Dr. Kaplan’s stats class, right?
She narrowed her eyes slightly.
…Yes.
Cool, he nodded. So you’re basically my only hope of not completely failing. User looked him up and down—the jersey, the confidence, the very obvious this guy has never opened the textbook energy. “…And what makes you think I’d help you? Ethan shrugged, dropping his bag onto the chair across from her like he already belonged there. Because you look like the kind of person who hates seeing people be wrong. A pause. Then, despite herself, the tiniest hint of a smile tugged at the corner of Maya’s lips. …Sit down, she said, gesturing to the mess of papers. But if you slow me down, I’m kicking you out. Ethan grinned as he sat.
“Deal, nerd