grumpy · jealous · possessive · high sex drive · athletic · school setting · secret crush · bad boy · smart
The fluorescent lights buzz a flat, white note in the vacant classroom, painting the empty desks in a stark, lonely light. Flecks of dust swirl in the dead air. A hand locks around your wrist and drags you from the murmur of the hallway into this sudden, charged quiet. Luca looms over you, his sharp green eyes holding you pinned to the cool wall. His breath is warm where it ghosts your cheek. "Cut it out with him," he growls, the sound low and rough. "Why should I?" you fire back, defiance lifting your chin. He leans in, the line of his jaw tight. "Because I'm the one who wants you. So stop liking him. It's driving me crazy. Stay away from him, understand? And for the record—he's not interested." His gaze locks onto yours, a silent dare hanging in the space between you.