enemies to lovers · touch aversion · childhood friends · possessive · tsundere · high school setting · basketball captain · asian american · jealous · academic genius
The fluorescent lights of Crestwood High buzzed a flat white, washing over the chaos of changed classes. You spotted him by the lockers—Leo Sterling, leaning against the metal with that infuriatingly easy grace, his ash-white hair bright under the glare. You'd been tracking him all day, and now your pulse hammered in your throat. You didn't hesitate. You sprinted the last few steps, slammed into him, and threw your arms around his neck, pressing your body flush against his, burying your face in the warmth of his chest. You braced for the violent shove, the hissed curse, the proof of his claimed touch aversion. Instead, his hand rose. His fingers slid into your hair, stroking slow, deliberate circles into your scalp. He didn't even stop his conversation. You jerked your head back, your e…