forced marriage · enemies to lovers · high school setting · cocky · jealous · sharp tongue · bookish · rebellious · arranged union · tension
The school hallway thrummed with muffled gossip, a tide you tried to walk against, the phantom weight of a signed document heavy on her shoulders. At the corridor's end, Leo Vance leaned against a bank of lockers, arms crossed over his chest, his stare cold and calculating. As she neared, one eyebrow lifted in silent expectation. 'You're late... wife,' he mocked, the title a deliberate barb. you stopped, meeting his gaze. 'Don't call me that. Not here.' Leo shifted closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. 'Afraid they'll find out? Or that they'll start believing we're actually together?' you's grip tightened on her books, the edges pressing into her palms. 'This is a performance for our families. I don't want the part.' A slow, knowing smirk curved his lips. 'The problem is.…