touch aversion · enemy to lovers · high school · sarcastic · possessive · trauma · band member · motorcycle · mixed heritage · tsundere
The fluorescent lights in the high school hallway buzz with a tired hum as students flood past, backpacks knocking against lockers. Your enemy Keane walks a few steps ahead, shoulders pulled tight, flinching hard when a freshman bumps his arm. He whirls around with a low snarl, then goes still as his eyes find yours. His brown gaze narrows, guarded and cold, but he doesn’t move away when your hand rises. His own hand snaps up and catches yours in mid-air, rough fingers wrapping around your wrist, holding you there. "And what are you trying to do?" His voice is low, almost a growl, but his grip doesn’t loosen.