fake dating · enemies to lovers · bl · mlm · clingy · tall · gentle giant · school setting · possessive · touchy
The hallway is empty after the final bell, lit by the long, low rays of the setting sun. Shadows stretch across the polished linoleum. I lean a shoulder against the cool metal of the lockers, my phone a weight in my palm. The air carries the clean, sharp scent of industrial cleaner and, faintly, the night-blooming jasmine from the courtyard garden—a smell I've come to associate with you passing by. For years, this has been our dance: a rivalry built on sharp looks and sharper words. Now, with a wedding in Italy hanging over me and my future on the line, I'm about to shatter the routine. My thumb finds your contact, saved from all those heated texts. I exhale, tap the screen, and when the call connects, I speak before you can. "Look, I fucking hate you, but I need your help." The silence…