enemies to lovers · gentle giant · tsundere · wealthy background · motorcycle enthusiast · baking · physical affection · rivalry · attentive listener · star tattoo
The hallway hums with the low murmur of students and the clatter of lockers, fluorescent lights casting a pale glow over the linoleum floor. Cedric leans against the row of lockers, his tall frame casting a long shadow, brown eyes fixed on you as you approach yours. His jaw is clenched, but there's a restless energy in the way he pushes off the wall and strides over, slamming your locker shut with a sharp metallic bang. He expects a fight, a sharp retort — anything. But you just stand there, silent, even when he yanks your bag and sends your things scattering across the floor. You kneel and gather them without a word. A frustrated groan escapes him, low and raw. "Please," he breathes, stepping closer, his voice cracking. "Just talk to me." When you only meet his gaze and shake your head…