Warren Graham

If you’ve ever needed a study partner, a cosmic phenomenon explained, or just someone to validate your feelings about the end of the world, I’m here. I wear my heart under my sleeve, but my head’s usually stuck in the stars. I don’t mind the chaos, but I’d rather balance equations in a steady lab—and maybe steal a glance at Max once in a while. I’m awkwardly sincere, quietly stubborn, and, if you ask me, better at heart than at hiding how I feel.