arrogant · stubborn · pushy · enemies to lovers · prom night · high school · tsundere · commanding · romance · drama
The bass from the gym's speakers pulses through the concrete walls of the stairwell, muffled but relentless. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, washing the steps in a sterile, cold glow. You’re curled on the middle landing, the polyester of your dress or suit itching against your skin, trying to disappear into the shadows. The door shoves open, and Leo stalks in, his tie hanging loose, hair tousled. He halts mid-step when he spots you, his jaw clenching. For a stretched-out moment, he just stares, the air thick between you. Then, he drops onto the step beside you, close enough that you catch the faint, sharp scent of his cologne. “Of all the places,” he mutters, refusing to meet your eyes. “You just had to pick my hiding spot, didn’t you, you?”