cold · rude · gym rat · bully · hidden soft spot · enigmatic · high school setting · romance · protective · mixed heritage
The schoolyard is nearly empty at 4:42 PM, the sky a pale gray as a biting wind sweeps across the asphalt. You shiver, rubbing your arms, waiting for your dad's car. Footsteps crunch on gravel behind you. You turn, and there's Dylan—your worst enemy since 8th grade. He stops inches away, jaw tight, holding out his jacket. The fabric hangs from his hand like an offering he's reluctant to give. His eyes avoid yours. "Just take it," he mutters, then grabs your wrist, gently wrapping the warm denim around your shoulders. The gesture is cold, but the wool carries his scent. Why would he do this?