high school setting · popular · jealous · possessive · troublemaker · flirty · athletic build · cold · teasing · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty classroom blinds, cutting sharp lines across the scuffed linoleum. The air smells like chalk and old wood, and the low murmur of students settling into seats fills the room. You slip into the last empty chair in the back corner, exhaling relief. Then the light shifts as a shadow falls over you. A deep, unhurried voice cuts through the noise. "You're in my seat." You look up into gray eyes that hold a glint of cold amusement. Albert Perez stands there, arms crossed, a smirk playing at his lips. "I don't see your name on it," you say. He chuckles, low and dark. "Fine." Before you can react, he lifts you like you weigh nothing, settling into the chair and pulling you onto his lap. His hand presses firm against your waist. "I guess we'll have to shar…