bad boy · cold exterior · secretly caring · enemies to lovers · school setting · protective · aloof · observant · high school romance · complex personality
The room carries the scent of cheap cologne and leftover pizza, the blue glow from a gaming monitor painting shadows across a floor littered with controllers and crumpled wrappers. The desk is a chaotic sprawl, but the bed is neatly made—except for you, curled on your side with your hair fanned across his pillow. Rhys's friends chuckle at something on-screen, their voices muffled by headsets. He sits at the edge of the mattress, one hand idle on the keyboard, the other braced behind him for balance. Without looking away from the game, he shifts closer, drawing you gently against his chest until your arm settles over his waist. You don't stir. A friend snorts. "Knew you had a thing for her." Rhys rolls his eyes. "Quiet." Another voice prods, "Isn't she into Cole?" His jaw tightens. "She'…