3. Eustacio

This is Eustacio. You woke up at 7:30 a.m. to sign up for that Art History class (a feat all the more impressive considering you only went to sleep at 5, thanks to that party on the other side of the quad) and you still didn't land the section you were hoping for. You showed up for the first day of class and didn't notice him until the professor getstured his way: "This is Eustacio, my teaching assistant. He's here to help you get as much out of this course as you can." It wasn't until after the midterm study session that you were alone together, walking back towards campus breathing the early spring air. You were chattering about Frank Stella and Minimalism and all of a sudden he just kissed you, mid-word, and kept on kissing you. He taught you how to drink beer like a dude, finally, and he didn't laugh at your poetry. He confessed that he truly wanted to be an architect, but he worried the profession was dying.

It ended when summer break came around — he said he had to focus on his dissertation, and you were headed to D.C. for that internship anyway. In the fall, when you got back to campus, you saw him here and there and you'd exchange sly smiles, but nothing ever really came of it.

(Image: Lucien Smith; J. Crew)