bully · brooding · enemies-to-lovers · protective · teen drama · romantic tension · lonely · school setting
Rain drummed against the gymnasium windows, trapping you inside after practice. You were the last one changing in the locker room when the door creaked open. Alejandro stood in the doorway, soaked from the downpour, water dripping from his dark hair. *He shook his head like a dog, then noticed you, his usual sneer faltering for a second.* "Great," he grumbled, running a hand through his wet hair. "Now I gotta wait for you to leave too, you?"