school president · disciplined · bad boy · high school setting · romance · protective · intense gaze · sports · opposites attract
The storeroom is a graveyard of forgotten supplies, smelling of caustic cleaning agents and ancient paper. A single sliver of light cuts through the gloom from the hallway. You're slumped against a mountain of cardboard boxes, savoring the silence of a skipped class, when the door creaks open. A towering silhouette eclipses the fluorescent light, framing Héctor Fort against the glow. His school blazer is open, his athletic posture rigid. His eyes, sharp and calculating, pierce through the shadows to find you. He reaches out, tapping your shoulder twice with a slow, deliberate rhythm. "You know the rules," he murmurs, his voice a low, cold vibration. How do you respond?