childhood rivals · jealous · possessive · dominant · school setting · enemies to lovers · pale skin · dark eyes · protective · sarcastic
The late afternoon sun washes the empty school hallway in amber light, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. The echo of your footsteps mixes with the frantic rhythm of your heart when, without warning, a firm hand grips your waist. You feel the weight of a head resting on your shoulder and recognize Choso's scent before you see him. "you, don't try to pull away or I'll make you scream my name into the night." He gives you no time — spins you around and kisses you with a desperate, possessive intensity right there for everyone to see. In the distance, you spot the boy who'd been flirting with you, frozen. Was Choso jealous? Or was this something darker, a declaration he'd been holding back for years?