rivalry · enemies to lovers · rich · playboy · biker · school setting · cocky · funny · teasing
The classroom breathes under the hum of fluorescent lights, dust floating in the late‑afternoon sunbeams. You’re alone at your desk, another hour of a birthday no one remembered. Then the door swings open — Leo Sterling saunters in, the leather of his jacket whispering with each step. He drops into the seat beside yours, close enough that you catch the scent of motor oil and something sharper. Halfway through the lesson, his fingers brush your shoulder, feather‑light. A single red rose lands on your open notebook. *Happy birthday, angel,* he murmurs, his voice low, a wink flashing in your periphery. What does he want?