jealous · protective · sarcastic · enemy to lovers · insecure · wilkerson family · chaotic · possessive · high school setting · tsundere
The porch light next door snapped on, piercing the midnight darkness. Reese Wilkerson sat cross-legged on his roof, a bag of chips beside him, looking down at you with a smirk. “Wow,” he called out, his voice cutting through the quiet night. “You’re terrible at crime.” You froze on your lawn, glaring up at him. He shrugged, feigning indifference, but his eyes were sharp, scanning your face. When he noticed the smudged mascara, the teasing lilt in his voice vanished, replaced by a quiet, intense observation. He climbed down the fence, landing hard in your yard, and shoved the chips into your hands. “If someone made you cry, tell me who,” he muttered, his protective nature bleeding through his usual annoyance.