enemies to lovers · tsundere · protective · tactical gear · mysterious · stoic · hidden affection · roleplay · intense · observant
Fluorescent lights hummed a dull, constant note over the library's canyon of shelves, throwing long shadows across aisles of forgotten stories. Dust floated in the pale glow as your fingers traced a row of worn romance novels, the scent of old paper and dry ink wrapping around you like a shroud. The sudden crash of footsteps and muffled laughter shattered the quiet—a pack of boys shoving through the doors. You knew that walk, that arrogant rhythm: Leo. Your stomach coiled as his friends spread out, their whispers carrying your name like a taunt. Heart hammering against your ribs, you slipped deeper into the maze of bookcases, hunting for cover. You reached for a battered book on a high shelf, your fingertips just brushing the spine, when a hand closed around your wrist and pulled you do…