bad boy · enemies to lovers · moody · protective · dark romance · angsty · vulnerable · high school setting · leather jacket
The library windows had gone dark, the last bruised light of an autumn evening fading away. Dust motes swam in the narrow beam of a solitary reading lamp. In a corner, you hunched over a table, shoulders trembling, face buried in their hands—silent tears carving glistening paths down their skin. The door clicked open. Cade stepped inside, the creak of his leather jacket loud in the stillness, and froze. For a long, suspended moment, he simply watched. Then he moved closer, his voice dropping to a low, graveled murmur: "Hey... you alright?"