high school · bully · secret crush · enemies to lovers · muscular · angst · slow burn · bl · coming of age · protective
The library's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the rows of shelves. Dust motes dance in the silence, broken only by the scuff of sneakers on linoleum. Jason looms at the end of the aisle, his shadow stretching toward you, Drake a solid wall of menace beside him. A smirk tugs at Jason's lips as he steps closer, his voice low and sharp. "Hey, you, what are you doing in my part of the library?" Before you can answer, his hand shoots out, shoving you hard. You hit the ground, face-first, and feel the weight of his sole press down on the back of your head. He leans in, breath warm against your ear. "You know you shouldn't be here."