LOGINRyker's POV
I scratched at my hair as I walked into my dorm building, dragging myself up the stairs like each step personally offended me. It was already noon, the kind of late that made you feel useless before the day had even properly started. I had not bothered leaving the hotel after Leo stormed out. I needed time. Time to think, time to breathe, time to stop feeling like my chest had been opened and rearranged by a madman.
Leo’s POVThe house was empty there was no sound of Catherine moving around. No footsteps following mine. No quiet reminders that she was there.I couldn’t even remember where she said she was going.And honestly?I was glad.For the last month, Catherine had practically become attached to me.Everywhere I went, she was there.Every meeting, every event, every place I had to be, she somehow found a reason to come along.It was suffocating.I knew she was trying to fix things between us, but the harder she tried, the more I felt myself pulling away.Especially because every time I looked at her, I thought about Ryker.I hadn’t seen him.I hadn’t texted him.I hadn’t called him.Because I didn’t know how I was supposed to see his face and then come back here and lie beside Catherine like everything was normal.Like I wasn’t thinking about someone else.Like my heart wasn’t somewhere else.The worst part was that Catherine had become more physical too.At night, she would try to touch me
Ryker’s POVYou would think that after one month, everything would have started to fix itself.That the misunderstandings would clear up. That the tension would finally fade away. That the silence would stop feeling like a heavy weight pressing against my chest every single day.But it didn’t.If anything, everything felt even more confusing.Milestone was almost completely empty now. Most of the students had gone home after finals, leaving behind quiet hallways and classrooms that used to be filled with noise and endless conversations.Even my roommates were gone.Chris had gone back home. Oliver had left a few days after exams ended. Ronaldo had also left, although he made me promise to call him every day.I hadn’t seen Leo since our conversation.Not once.Not a message. Not a call.Nothing.I tried not to think about it too much.I tried to convince myself that he was busy, that maybe things with Catherine were complicated, that maybe he was trying to figure things out.But every
Catherine's POVI should have followed my first instinct.I should have mentioned Padrino from the very beginning.The moment Leo started acting like he suddenly had a choice, like he could just throw away months of plans and expectations because of some stupid obsession, I should have reminded him exactly who he was dealing with.But maybe it was better this way.Because now, the fear in his eyes was real.Leo could be stubborn. He could be arrogant. He could be impossible.But he wasn't stupid.He knew what happened when someone crossed Padrino.The last time Leo tried to challenge him by refusing to give that speech, he disappeared for weeks.And when he finally came back, he had an injury and a story about some accident.I remember how worried I was when I couldn't reach him and how I asked so many questions. Questions that I never got answers to, and I stopped pestering not because I didn't care.But because I eventually understood the rules.There were things people like us were
Ryker's POVI woke up to my phone buzzing from incoming messages. The day was bright and mild sun filtered in from the windows.For a few seconds, I just stared at the ceiling, not really aware of where I was. My body felt heavy, but my mind felt strangely lighter.Then my phone vibrated again.I reached for it lazily and unlocked the screen.Several messages from a group chat, I rolled my eyes about to shut my phone off and get some more sleep when I saw it.One message.From Leo.My heart immediately started beating faster. Leo: Meet me in front of your dorm tonight. It’s really important.I read the message again.And again.A strange mixture of emotions settled inside my chest.Excitement.Fear.Confusion.Because what if this was it?What if the letter yesterday had been his final gift to me?What if this meeting was where he was going to finally tell me that we were done?I swallowed.The thought hurt more than I wanted to admit.But at the same time, I couldn’t ignore the s
Ryker's POVI tried calling Leo again before I finally stepped into my dorm.Again.The call rang until it went straight to voicemail.I stared at my phone screen, my fingers tightening around it. I had already called him twice, and both times there had been nothing.No answer.No message.Nothing.I stood outside the dorm door for a few seconds longer, my mind running in circles.What if paying my tuition was his way of saying goodbye?What if this was his grand farewell gift because he knew he couldn't stay?The thought made my chest ache.Because knowing Leo, that was exactly the kind of thing he would do. He would rather destroy himself quietly than look me in the eye and admit that he couldn't keep doing this.But this wasn't some small goodbye gift.This was my entire future.I
Leo's POVI still remembered the look on the administrator's face when I demanded Ryker's transcript.It was a mix of confusion and hesitation.Like he couldn't understand why someone like me cared enough to personally show up and ask about a scholarship student's records.But I didn't care what he thought.I needed answers.And I needed solutions.He explained everything I already knew. Ryker's scholarship had been removed because of "defamation of character."A phrase that still irritated me every time I heard it.Because I knew Ryker.I knew the kind of person he was.He didn't deserve that.Not even close.So when the administrator finished explaining, I simply told him what I wanted.I wanted Ryker's tuition handled for the next semester.And I wanted his exam fees covered so he could finish this semester without being kicked out before he even had a chance to fight back.The negotiation took longer than I expected.The administrator had concerns.Rules.Policies.The usual thin
Ryker’s POVThe air in Ronaldo’s house changed after the garden, every time I tried to catch his eyes, he looked somewhere else. His hands. His shoes. The chandelier above us. Anywhere but me.He wanted nothing to d
Leo’s POV I don’t think I’ve ever felt more out of place in a room that used to feel like home.Ryan is halfway through a story about some girl he met at a gala, waving his hands around like he’s conducting an orchestra of nonsense. Warren is laughing too loud, adding his own commentary about how
Ryker’s POVI was a bad friend.The thought didn’t just sit in my head. It echoed, bounced off the walls of my skull like it had nowhere else to go, like it wanted to be heard, acknowledged, punished.“I’m a bad friend,” I muttered again, this time out loud.Chris and Oliver were still standing ac
Ryker’s POVBy the time I made my way back toward the stadium, most of the noise had already died down.The electric buzz that had filled the air earlier was gone, replaced by scattered voices, distant laughter, and the occasional echo







