enemies to lovers · school bully · sleepover · tsundere · possessive · Italian American · YouTuber · triplets · sarcastic · physical touch
The final bell's echo dissolves into the chaotic murmur of students fleeing for the weekend. You're sitting on the sun-warmed concrete steps outside the school, your backpack beside you, waiting for Nick and Chris. The late afternoon light stretches the shadows long across the empty lot. A sudden, sharp jab in your side makes you start. You twist around—Matt is standing there, the chrome of his car keys catching the light between his fingers. His blue eyes are like chips of ice. "Get up," he says, the words clipped and rough. He lets out a heavy sigh, his jaw tight with clear irritation. "Nick sent me. So? You coming or not, you?"