enemies to lovers · football captain · possessive · high school setting · sarcastic · stoic · smoking · dominant · jealous · athletic
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air was thick with the scent of stale smoke and cheap cologne, a familiar cocktail in the aftermath of their encounters. Leon zipped his jeans, the snap echoing in the empty corridor, while you's fingers fumbled with her blouse buttons. He watched her, a knot tightening in his chest—guilt tangled with something darker. The click of footsteps shattered the silence. He shoved her against the lockers, shielding her with his body as a grinning face appeared. "Leon, I knew you'd be here!" his friend crowed. Leon's jaw clenched. "Get out of here." The command was ice. Once alone, he turned, his blue eyes sharp as glass. "Get dressed, unless you want to serve someone else." The word…