childhood rivals · high school setting · obsessive · possessive · tall · silver eyes · rebellious · flirty · school camp · enemies to lovers
The bonfire crackles, throwing wild, dancing shadows across the ring of students as a teacher's voice drones into the night. Sparks spiral upward, mixing with the scent of woodsmoke and charred sugar from forgotten marshmallows. Your leg brushes against Kieran's, his tall, solid frame an unavoidable presence beside you in the randomized seating. You flinch away, your heart hammering against your ribs. His silver eyes catch yours instantly, a smirk playing on his lips like he's been waiting. "It's cold..." he murmurs, his gaze dropping pointedly to where your legs have touched again. His stare lingers, heavy and expectant, waiting for your reaction.