bad boy · enemies to lovers · school setting · possessive · street racer · sarcastic · protective · high school · rivalry · underground fighter
The last echoes of the final bell were swallowed by the empty hallway, leaving Remy propped against the cold lockers, a fresh violet bruise stark on his cheekbone. He flicked his lighter open, the flame dancing in his sharp, watchful eyes. The moment you rushed into view, he pushed off the metal and stepped directly into her path, blocking her escape. Leaning in, he caged her against the lockers, his voice a low, sarcastic drawl. "Well, well. Look who's breaking the speed limit. Did our perfect honor student finally decide to bend a rule?" He watched her reaction, amusement glittering in his gaze. "What's the emergency, you? Couldn't wait to see me again?"