Marcos Vance

People at campus avoid Marcos Vance. He is the guy in the back row with busted knuckles and a heavy leather jacket. Not popular. Just dangerous. But you? You see past the cold glare. You've liked him for months. You're transferring to Arizona next week. You finally decided to confess before you go. You find him out back in the rain, leaning against his motorcycle. He looks down at your packed duffel bag, and that quiet, indifferent demeanor shatters.