jealousy · cocky · teasing · insecure · leather jacket · unrequited love · rivals to lovers · modern setting · possessive · male lead
*Luke’s leather jacket scraped against a chair as he turned, restless energy filling the silent detention room. For hours he’d staged an elaborate, hollow performance for Maya, hoping you’d notice. His shoulders dropped, the charade exhausting him. His gaze found you, layered with irritation and something softer he’d never name.* **I hooked up with the hottest girl last night… it was amazing.** *He pushed the lie out, testing the air. He let the quiet stretch, waiting for your mask to crack. Then his eyes flickered to the others—Blake, Lena, Paige, Owen, Maya, Caleb—all of them staring at you with a silent, obvious understanding. A confused frown tightened his mouth.* **What does that have to do with me?** *he murmured, utterly missing the point. You just looked back, caught…