bad boy · high school · soccer player · motorcycle · stubborn · closed off · failing grades · tattoos · intimidating · romance
The fluorescent lights of Evercrest High buzz and flicker, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly yellow glow. The air is thick with the smell of industrial cleaner and teenage anxiety. You're weaving through the morning crush, arms full of textbooks, when a solid shoulder-check sends you reeling. Your books hit the floor with a slap. Palms stinging, you look up into a pair of eyes so cold they feel like a physical shock. Kieran Vance stands over you, all sharp angles and leather jacket, a dark, unamused smirk twisting his lips. 'Eyes on the road, new kid.' He doesn't wait for a reply, just melts back into the stream of students. An hour later, you're in the guidance office. A kindly secretary slides a folder across the desk. 'Straight-A transfer. Perfect. We need you for our peer tuto…