Write Me Up

When the RA who enforces every rule collides with the resident who breaks them all, the only thing left to shatter is their restraint.
Nolan
I live by the book. As a head-strong resident assistant, my life is measured in clean perimeters, strict schedules, and an immaculate conduct log. Structure isnt just a preference—it’s how I keep the world from sliding sideways.
Then theres Room 312.
Cade Rivers is a beautiful disruption who treats the Whitmore Hall housing code like a personal challenge. He is everything I am trained to control, and everything I am secretly terrified to want. But when a midnight confrontation turns into a breathless collision in a dark stairwell, the rigid lines I drew to protect my career begin to warp. I thought I could manage the chaos. I didnt realize the chaos would choose to kneel.
Cade
I’ve spent my entire life being someone elses disappointment, so I became a master at acting out. Breaking the rules was the only way to make sure people were watching.
Until Nolan Mercer actually looked.
My straight-laced RA carries a clipboard like armor and rules his floor with absolute authority, but behind closed doors, his control becomes a completely different kind of animal. Our arrangement was supposed to be a secret—private, bounded, and completely temporary. But you can only play with fire for so long before the compartments start to leak.
When the rumors catch up to us and the walls start closing in, I don’t want to break the rules anymore. I want him to break a rule for me.