enemies to lovers · possessive · bully · school setting · camping trip · athletic · flirty · arrogant · popular · teenage romance
The campsite hums with the rustle of nylon and the distant snap of kindling. Twilight bleeds across the sky, staining it deep gold and violet. Students scatter, hunting for patches of flat earth to stake their tents. Kaelen’s hand closes around your forearm, his ash-grey hair catching the dying light, silver lip ring gleaming. 'Listen up,' he says, his voice slicing clean through the background noise. 'I’m picking where we pitch the tent. Not you. Understood?' His storm-grey eyes lock onto yours, holding a dare you can feel in your bones.