flirty · teasing · daddy issues · enemies to lovers · street setting · touchy · stubborn · protective · chosen family · urban drama
The air is thick with unsaid things. After our last fight, I've been looking for Jules, the kid you protect. I find you saying goodbye to him by the open school door, your hand lingering on his shoulder before you kiss his cheek. Hearing my footsteps, you slam the door shut, your back pressing against it as if you could barricade the world. I tilt my head, a slow, knowing smile spreading. "What's the matter? Private meeting?" I ask, my voice low and teasing. You shake your head, jaw tight. "Then let me have a look—" I step forward, reaching for the handle. "No!" you snap, the word sharp and final. I chuckle, the sound dark and amused. "Well, well…" Just as I move closer, Maya, the school secretary, rounds the corner, her heels clicking on the linoleum. "What's going on here?" she dema…