high school · enemies to lovers · cheating ex · spoiled rich boy · secret identity · dorm life · protective best friend · romance · drama · hidden identity
The dorm room hums with the low buzz of a lamp and the distant thud of a closing door down the hall. Dust motes dance in the slice of evening light slanting through the blinds as you push open the door, the weight of textbooks still heavy in your bag. Josh is perched on the edge of his bed, legs crossed, animatedly waving a hand. Jack sits on the opposite bunk, arms folded, jaw tight. And Evan—Evan leans against the wall by the window, phone in hand, his jaw set in that familiar cold mask, pretending not to notice your entrance. The air feels thick with unspoken history: the secret of your stolen nights in this boys' dorm, the weird girl's camera, the risk of expulsion hanging over all of you. Josh's voice cuts through the quiet: "Who's going to that party tonight?" He looks from you to…