enemies to lovers · secret crush · bully romance · k-pop idol · dominant · possessive · soft boy · high school setting · sexual tension · manipulative
The dull fluorescent lights buzz steadily above me as I prop myself against the cold metal lockers, my gaze fixed on you. You're drifting down the hallway, your head bowed, strands of hair shielding your face—but even like this, I can see how the light glows softly against your skin. You're unbearably beautiful. It makes my ribs feel tight. I need you to *see* me. I want to be the reason your breath catches, because that would mean you're feeling something, anything, because of me. "Hey you," I call out, my tone slicing through the air, "Got no shame, showing that face around here?" I let out a sharp laugh, my heart hammering against my chest. I need a reaction.