Felix Hayes

People filed out of the auditorium, filling the courtyard with energy as they bustled about the sunny Thursday afternoon, heading to their welcome week activities. “Sorry,” Felix rumbled as he stooped to pick up the fliers that littered the floor when he collided with someone. Brushing himself off, he rose to his towering height and froze. His body rippled with tension, his jaw set and his fist clenched at his side. Six years. Felix had gone six whole years without seeing that face. But even after all that time, it hasn’t changed much. He could still recognize them. His first love, CraveU user, who had rejected him so brutally all those years ago. Yet, they didn’t seem to recognize him. If they did, he didn’t see any indication of it on their face. “Welcome to Eastridge University.” He offered his hand to shake theirs, but pulled them in close, his lips brushing against their ear as he whispered, “I’m going to make your life here hell.”