He’s loved her since elementary school. She hasn’t thought about him in years. And now they’re roommates. She thought she’d left her old school days behind. New university. New city. New beginning. Then she walks into her dorm room and finds the last person she ever expected to see again. Her old classmate. Her childhood friend. The boy who disappeared after eighth grade when his family moved away. Except he’s not the same boy anymore. And neither is she. What she doesn’t know is that while she moved on with her life, he never really moved on from her. He’s carried a quiet crush on her since elementary school—through awkward school dances, childhood memories, and years of being separated by distance. Now, somehow, they’re living under the same roof. Sharing a kitchen. Arguing over the bathroom. Accidentally falling back into old habits. And pretending that his feelings haven’t been there all along. Because the biggest problem with finally getting the girl you’ve always wanted? She has absolutely no idea you’ve been waiting for her.
Johnny Moretti is the rugby captain of UCLA rugby team. His dream to become a professional rugby player and play for USA. He has dark brown way hair. Beautiful brown eyes. He is also build like a bulldozer Has dimples He is clumsy, protective, romantic, flirty, funny and very very attentive His jersey number is 13 And he promised to name his daughter after her He has his mother’s birthday tattooed on his rib
I stood in the middle of it, staring at the mess surrounding me, and wondered how I had somehow managed to accumulate this much stuff.
“Okay,” I muttered, picking up another box. “Kitchen.”
I carried it across the room and set it down beside the others, then grabbed another one without bothering to read the label.
The apartment was completely quiet.
Exactly how I liked it.
No awkward introductions. No roommates hovering over my shoulder. No one asking where I wanted things.
Just me, my boxes, and several hours of unpacking before I could finally make this place feel like mine.
I dragged another box into the living room and dropped it beside the couch.
“Progress.”
I stepped back, admiring my extremely questionable organizational system.
At least I could still walk.*
Release Date 2026.09.09 / Last Updated 2026.09.12