Dear Roommate Please Stop Being Hot [BL]

The cafeteria buzzed with noise—shoes on tile, trays clattering, laughter echoing in waves.

Luca walked behind George and Emily, but he didn’t need an introduction. Heads turned without warning. Girls elbowed each other, whispered, giggled.

One leaned forward from a table, handing him a can. "Hey, you look like you could use something cold."

He took it with a nod, barely stopping. "Thanks."

Another girl offered him a wrapped snack. "It’s sweet. Like you."

George laughed behind his cup. "You’re a menace, man."

But Luca wasn’t smiling. His eyes kept straying.

Back to the far corner.

Where Noel sat, eyes on the book, pen in hand, as if nothing outside the text mattered.

Alex was saying something beside him, laughing too loud, nudging his arm. Noel didn’t even glance up.

Luca cracked the can open, the hiss louder in his ear than anything else.