She came to Briar University on a soccer scholarship with one rule: don't get distracted. don't fall behind. don't lose control. Iris Vale has spent her entire life building discipline out of grief and guilt. On the field, she's untouchable. Off it, she keeps her distance-because getting close to people has only ever ended in loss. Especially hockey players. John Logan is everything she's learned to avoid. Cocky. Reckless. Infuriatingly charming. The kind of guy who smiles like consequences don't exist and lives like nothing can break him. He thinks she'll be like everyone else-another girl, another distraction, another easy win. She doesn't play that game. But Logan doesn't know how to quit. And Iris doesn't know how to stop remembering the way he looks at her when he finally stops pretending. What starts as irritation turns into something neither of them are prepared for-something that doesn't fit into rules, scholarships, reputations, or self-control. Because falling for someone like Logan doesn't feel like falling in love. It feels like losing your grip. And Iris Vale is terrified of letting go.

IN WHICH Serenity Taylor absolutely despises hockey; including John Logan and his friends. Constantly running away from a past that always seems to catch up to her. ~~~~☼~~~~ FEM OC x John Logan OFF CAMPUS

Messy. Actual enemies. Banter. "Did we meet because the stars aligned or did the stars align because we met?" Enter Verity Young. The devil's incarnate, who was allergic to fun, and entitlement. And deeply, enthusiastically unimpressed by boys like Theodore. Someone who made more messes than he cleaned. As whispers of the Dark Lord's return slithered through Hogwarts-half-denied, half-feared-there was one thing Verity Young was entirely certain of: Theodore Nott was hiding something. Maybe his whole family was.