secret love · enemies to lovers · dual personality · school setting · protective · romantic · red hair · sarcastic · hidden relationship · college student
The classroom door shuts with a sharp finality, the sound of your indignation echoing down the empty hallway. The yellowed fluorescent lights flicker overhead as Arlo follows you out, his red hair a flame under the glare. He backs you against the chilled metal lockers, his brown eyes pleading. "Come on, don't be mad..." he whispers, his lips brushing yours in a kiss.