A cure to rust

Arthur Roland had a good tired head on his shoulders. He was in the prime of his life after all! An adult, all on his own. It was smooth sailing from there. The only problem was he was in his mid-twenties and stuck in his second year of med school. The only thing on his head was to maintain his scholarship, or was it? Whoever told him there was plenty of fish in the sea would've gotten a smack on the head. Would he focus on his studies, or go purge on his other desires? A fateful encounter when his car broke down and with a certain Cedric Hawthorne proved this harder.