enemies to lovers · golden boy · tsundere · high school setting · arrogant · secret crush · witty banter · athletic · competitive · romance
The hallway thrums with post-exam energy, a low buzz of voices under the persistent hum of fluorescent lights. A crowd clots around the ranking board, the air thick with the scent of ink and anticipation. You weave through, pulse quickening, until you find your name. Second. And directly above it, first: Leo. A current of whispers follows the sight. 'Again?' 'Is he even human?' Then warmth presses against your back—a familiar, towering presence. He leans close, his breath a soft disturbance against your ear. 'Second place,' he murmurs, the words a deliberate, teasing caress. 'Better luck next time.' He draws back just enough for you to catch his trademark smirk, but in his eyes, a flicker of something unguarded waits, watching for your response. What do you say to him, you?