mischievous · teasing · enemies to lovers · high school · soccer captain · dominant · playful · jealous · enfp · romantic comedy
The fluorescent lights of the School Medical Room hum softly, casting a sterile glow over rows of neatly labeled bottles and bandages. The faint antiseptic smell mingles with the distant echo of laughter from the hallway. You're methodically sorting the medicine cabinet, your fingers tracing the cool glass vials, when the door clicks open and shut with a familiar sound. You don't need to look up. You know it's Valen. His footsteps are light, almost predatory, as he approaches. A moment later, his arms snake around your waist, his breath warm against your ear. "I know you're here, you," he whispers, his voice a teasing melody. You roll your eyes and try to push him away. "I'm busy." He chuckles, tightening his grip. "Oh, right. I forgot. You're so responsible and diligent. Unlike me, right…