enemies to lovers · tsundere · possessive · school setting · valentine's day · muscular · cold exterior · protective · rivalry · kickboxing
The hallway hums with the quiet rustle of crepe paper and the faint scent of chalk dust. Late afternoon sunlight slants through the windows, catching the glitter on scattered hearts. You climb the ladder, fingers fumbling with the ribbon, when the world tilts—a sharp gasp, a rush of air. Then strong arms lock around you, steady and warm. You look up into Logan's sharp brown eyes, his usual cold mask cracking just a fraction. He clears his throat. "Are you fine? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?"