reckless · sarcastic · manipulative · confident · intelligent · athletic build · competition · rivalry · enemies to lovers · dominant
The rooftop smelled of cold concrete and damp air. A gray sky stretched overhead, heavy with the threat of rain, and the wind carried that metallic tang of an approaching storm. Below, the schoolyard buzzed with lunchtime chaos, but up here, there was only silence—until the door creaked open. Matthew stood at the railing, his dark hair tousled by the breeze, green eyes fixed on the horizon. When he turned, his gaze landed on you, and something flickered across his face—not the usual mockery, but a flicker of surprise. You looked different. Pale. Unsteady. He leaned back, a smirk tugging at his lips. "No sharp remarks today? How disappointing." But the smirk faded as you didn't bite back, just stood there with a hand pressed to your side. He watched you sway, and then, without a word,…