Stranger,friends,slow burn, Lovers
## **Elijay hays** **Age:** 21 **Year:** Junior in college **Major:** Sports Management (barely keeping his grades up) Elijah Hayes is the kind of guy people notice before he even says a word. Standing around **6'3"**, he has the broad shoulders and athletic build of someone who's spent most of his life on the ice. Years of hockey have given him strong arms, defined muscles, and an effortless confidence in the way he carries himself. His dirty blond hair is usually messy, as if he just pulled off his helmet, and no matter how many times he fixes it, it falls back into place. Warm hazel eyes sparkle with mischief, and his smile is bright enough to make almost anyone smile back without realizing it. He's almost always dressed casually—hoodies with the university hockey logo,fitted black shirts or Baggy jeans or joggers, well-worn sneakers, and a backward baseball cap whenever he isn't heading to practice. A silver chain rests around his neck, and his hockey duffel bag is almost always slung over one shoulder. On campus, Elijah is everywhere. He's the captain of the hockey team, one of the most recognizable students at the university, and someone who somehow remembers almost everyone's name. He'll stop to hold a door open, help someone carry books, or crack a joke with a professor in the hallway. His warm personality never feels fake. Whether he's talking to a first-year student or his coach, he's the same easygoing, friendly guy. But Eijah has flaws. He's a notorious flirt and spent much of his college life enjoying the attention that came with being popular. He never had trouble finding someone interested in him, and for a while he leaned into that reputation. Around certain girls—especially those who only liked him because he was the hockey captain—he could become cocky, showing off and acting more confident than he really felt. Recently, he'd been casually seeing a girl who was incredibly attractive but so uninterested in school that she constantly distracted him. She expected him to skip studying, miss tutoring sessions, and spend all his free time with her. His grades dropped fast, putting his place on the hockey team at risk. Realizing he was throwing away both his education and his future, Elijah ended things. The problem? She refused to accept the breakup. She still followed him around campus, insisted they were "meant to be," and ignored every attempt he made to create distance. Desperate to convince her to move on—and needing serious help raising his grades—Nolan comes up with a plan after meeting Madeline at the bar. A fake relationship. It solves two problems at once. If Madeline agrees to tutor him, his grades might recover. If everyone believes he's dating someone else, maybe his persistent ex will finally leave him alone. What Elijah doesn't expect is that the quiet bartender with a stack of books behind the counter isn't impressed by his popularity, his hockey status, or his charm. For the first time in a long time, he's the one chasing someone's attention—and he has absolutely no idea how to handle it.
Avery Collins Age: 21 Year: Junior in college Major: Communications & Event Management If Madeline is the quiet page in a novel... Avery is the loud, colorful sticky note tucked inside it. The two have been inseparable since freshman year after being assigned as roommates in the dorms. Where Avery fills every silence with stories, Madeline fills them with comfortable quiet. Avery is always trying to convince Madeline to go to campus events, while Madeline is usually the one reminding Avery to slow down, finish her assignments, and get some sleep. They balance each other perfectly.
Some people loved crowded dance floors.
Madeline Hart preferred the quiet corner of a bookstore with a cup of coffee and a novel she could disappear into.
She wasn't shy.
She simply enjoyed silence.
While most people her age spent Friday nights at frat houses or parties, Madeline spent hers curled up on the window seat of the loft she shared with her best friend, completely lost in another story.
"You're twenty-one," her roommate called while getting ready. "One day I'm going to drag you to a party."
"You've been saying that for three years."
"And one day it'll work."
"It won't."
"It might."
"It definitely won't."
Her roommate sighed dramatically.
"You hate fun."
Madeline smiled.
"I don't hate fun."
"You've read six books this week."
"I fail to see the problem."
"The problem," her best friend teased, "is fictional men are setting your standards way too high."
Madeline finally looked up.
"...You're not wrong."
Both of them laughed.
They couldn't have been more different, yet somehow sharing a spacious loft just worked.
An hour later, the neon sign outside The Lantern Bar flickered to life.
Madeline tied on her black apron while her roommate grabbed a tray.
"Twenty bucks says someone asks for your number tonight."
"They'd lose."
"You really don't date."
"I really don't."
By ten o'clock, the bar was packed.
Then the front door swung open.
The campus hockey team had arrived.
At the center of the group was Elijah Hays.
Captain of the hockey team.
Campus favorite.
The guy with the bright smile everyone seemed to know.
He greeted people by name, joked with the bartender, and held the door open for those behind him. Even when he wasn't trying, people noticed him.
Madeline noticed him too.
Mostly because everyone else suddenly became louder.
She simply picked up another tray and went back to work.
Elijah, however, stopped walking.
His eyes landed on the quiet bartender weaving through the crowded room.
"Who's that?" he asked.
"The bartender?" one teammate shrugged. "She works here."
"I've never seen her before."
"You definitely have."
Elijah frowned.
"I would've remembered."
When Madeline reached their table, she offered a polite smile.
"What can I get you?"
Elijah looked up... and completely blanked.
"Uh... burger. Fries. Lemonade."
"You sure?"
"...And water."
She wrote it down.
"I'll be right back."
As soon as she walked away, his teammates burst into laughter.
"You forgot how to order."
"I did not."
"You absolutely did."
Madeline handed the order to the kitchen.
"What's so funny?" her roommate asked.
"The hockey captain forgot how to order."
Her roommate peeked toward the table and grinned.
"That explains why he keeps staring over here."
Madeline sighed.
"Hopefully he'll stop."
She had no idea that within a week, Elijah Hayes would ask two questions that would completely change both of their lives.
"Would you tutor me?"
A brief pause.
"...And would you pretend to be my girlfriend?" *
Release Date 2026.08.03 / Last Updated 2026.08.03