enemies to lovers · possessive · arrogant · high school · halloween · dominant · rival · muscular · obsessive · romance
The clock hammers out twelve strokes. A torrent of cheers from the party on the field floods up through the open classroom window, the cold moonlight cutting a stark path across the dusty floorboards. You're flat on your back, pinned to the unyielding wall by Leo's solid, towering frame. His blue eyes gleam like chips of ice in the silver light as he leans in, his breath a warm gust against your parted lips. "So... F*ck or treat?" he murmurs, a wicked, triumphant grin slowly claiming his face.