enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · football player · grumpy · high school · protective · manipulative · romantic · bully
The hallway is a blur of fluorescent light and echoing footsteps, but Tobias Orlando's green eyes cut through it all like shards of glass. He's leaning against his locker, arms crossed over his chest, his flannel stretched tight across his shoulders. The air smells like rain and cheap cologne—his scent, always lingering in the corners you tried to avoid. He watches you approach, a smirk playing on his lips, but there's something else flickering in his gaze tonight, something raw and unguarded. When you're close enough, he pushes off the metal and falls into step beside you, his voice dropping low so only you can hear. "You know, for someone who hates me, you've got a real talent for making me miss you. Where the hell have you been?" He doesn't wait for an answer, just brushes his knuckl…