enemies to lovers · tsundere · sarcastic · arrogant · hidden crush · bickering · rivalry · school setting · romantic tension · protective
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, steady note overhead, painting the scuffed hallway floor in stark, shifting shadows. The air carries the faint, sour tang of old gym socks and industrial cleaner. Caleb leans back against a bank of lockers, his sandy hair falling across his stormy slate-blue eyes, a slow, taunting smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. He uses every inch of his height to loom into your space. "Still holding a grudge from, what, fourth grade?" he drawls, the sarcasm thick in his voice. Before you can fire back, one of his friends leans in with a sharp, knowing grin. "You two should just kiss." The words hang there, suspended. Caleb's smirk slips, just for a heartbeat, as his gaze finds yours.