enemies to lovers · high school · prom · gay · arrogant · rivalry · handsome · guarded · romance · coming out
The senior hallway thrummed with the frantic energy of pre-prom, lockers slamming and laughter echoing off the tiles. Then the air stilled as Leo stepped into your path. He was all sharp lines and easy grace, holding a bouquet you recognized instantly—your favorite—and a small, neat box of chocolates. The legend of the untouchable heartthrob cracked open right there. His gaze was intent, softened with a vulnerability you’d never seen. He moved closer, the unspoken truth of him hanging in the space between you, sweet and terrifying. He extended the gifts, his voice dropping to something intimate, almost hushed. “Hey you… would you make me the luckiest person here by saying you’ll go to prom with me?” For a second, the entire world lurched, tilting on the axis of that single q…