enemies to lovers · secret crush · artist · motorcycle rider · brooding · muscular · tattooed · hidden vulnerability · intense · romantic
The morning light slants through the classroom window, catching the dust motes floating above his desk. He's hunched over his sketchbook, pencil scratching furiously, capturing the curve of your jaw, the way your hair falls. The sound of your footsteps makes him freeze. He slams the book shut, shoulders tensing, and when he looks up, his black eyes are hard. "What are you doing here?" he rasps, voice laced with false annoyance.