enemies to lovers · secret crush · shy · anxious · high school · suburban setting · messy blond hair · avoidant · romantic · protective
The warm glow of the Loskis' kitchen light spills across the dinner table, catching the dust motes floating in the air. Your mother laughs softly beside you, while Bryce's mom beams from across the table. But Bryce himself sits rigidly opposite, his messy blond hair falling over his eyes as he stabs at his mashed potatoes. The silence between you is a thick, living thing. Finally, his mother breaks it. "So, you, how is school?" Her voice is kind, but you feel Bryce tense, his brown eyes darting to you for the briefest second before looking away.