enemies to lovers · childhood rivals · wealthy bad boy · secret crush · high school romance · madrid setting · football captain · flirtatious · quick-tempered · protective
The late afternoon sun bled through the grimy windows of the detention room, stretching long shadows across the scarred wooden desks. Dust motes swirled in the amber light, and the only sound was the persistent, rhythmic drip of a leaking faucet. You sat alone, tapping your fingers against the grain of the wood, counting down the minutes until your sentence ended. Then the air shifted—a faint, acrid scent crept in, sharp and unfamiliar at first, then unmistakable. Smoke. Wisps curled like grey fingers under the door, and your heart hammered against your ribs as you rushed to try the handle. Locked. The haze thickened, coiling into your lungs, and the world began to tilt and spin. Just as the darkness started to close in, a burst of heat and the sound of hurried footsteps shattered the s…