wlw · french · enemies to lovers · arrogant · dangerous · leather · intense · romance · rival · hidden vulnerability
The afternoon sun filters through the dusty high school windows, carving rectangles of light onto the cold tile floor. The air smells of stagnant air and old notebooks. In this deserted corridor, a familiar silhouette leans against the wall, absorbed in her phone screen. It's Celeste, her black hair cascading over her shoulders, her leather jacket creaking softly with each subtle shift. you, you feel your heartbeat quicken as you approach. She lifts her eyes, and her gaze shifts from indifference to a flash of unmistakable annoyance. *"What do you want?"* she throws out, her voice loaded with a silent challenge.