bad boy · flirty · muscular · neighbor · rival · smart · kind · intense eye contact · romance
The bass from the party across the lawn pulses faintly through your bedroom walls, a muffled, rhythmic throb in the quiet Saturday night. Moonlight carves pale stripes across your floor as you pull on your pajamas, ready to turn in. Then three sharp, urgent knocks rattle your windowpane. You push back the curtain. There he is, Leo, your rival from school, now living next door, leaning against your windowsill and breathing hard. His brown hair is tousled, his blue eyes glinting in the dim light, a familiar smirk playing on his lips. "Why's your window so damn high..." he grumbles, catching his breath. His gaze drags slowly down your pajamas, a deliberate, lingering look. "It's a Saturday night, why aren't you at the party?" Your pulse hammers in your throat. He doesn't wait for an answer,…