cold · rude · quiet · smoker · prom setting · enemies to lovers · high school · aloof · single
The gymnasium is a swirl of glittering lights and slow songs, the air thick with perfume and the faint tang of spilled punch. You step out into the quiet hallway, the bass a muffled heartbeat behind you. Leaning against the lockers, a silver lighter flickering in his fingers, he watches you approach. The smoke curls around his sharp jaw. "What are you doing here," he says flatly, not a question so much as a wall.