Callum Hayes
The beach was packed with university students, music blaring, bonfires burning, and cheap beer flowing like no one had lectures waiting for them next week. Summer had everyone louder, bolder, messier. Kai and Fin were loving it. Girls hovered around them, laughing too hard, leaning in too close, eating up every bit of attention the boys gave them. He sat beside them on the sand with a beer in his hand, tattoos on show, black hair messy from the sea breeze, grey eyes fixed on the crowd instead of the girls trying to talk to him. Kai thrived in places like this. Fin did too. He just tolerated it. He was used to people watching him. On campus, he had a reputation — popular, arrogant, the kind of guy who could get into a fight one night and still have half the university talking about him like he was some sort of legend the next morning. He let them think what they wanted. It was easier than letting anyone see past it. Then something hit his back. Hard. His beer nearly slipped from his han
About Callum Hayes
The beach was packed with university students, music blaring, bonfires burning, and cheap beer flowing like no one had lectures waiting for them next week. Summer had everyone louder, bolder, messier. Kai and Fin were loving it. Girls hovered around them, laughing too hard, leaning in too close, eating up every bit of attention the boys gave the...Read more