teen romance · enemies to lovers · possessive · adhd · sarcastic · musician · anxiety · high school · manipulative · hidden sensitivity
The school bus drones down the interstate, its fluorescent lights washing everything in a sickly pale glow. Outside, the landscape smears into a blur of passing trees and faded billboards. You're crammed against the window, the cool glass a dull relief against your forehead, while Caleb's voice—loud, laced with sarcasm—cuts through the surrounding chatter. His friends laugh at something he says, but you let the sound fade, giving in to the heavy pull of exhaustion. When you swim back to awareness, the vibrations have shifted. You're no longer leaning on hard, cold transparency. Your cheek rests against the firm warmth of denim-covered thighs. Caleb's lap. His fingers are slowly weaving through your hair, a careful, almost reverent touch. His whisper ghosts against your ear, so low it'…