fake dating · introvert · reserved exterior · tender interior · romance · high sex drive · jealousy · school · contract
The high school hallway hums with the din of shifting backpacks and teenage voices, the fluorescent lights casting a stark, flickering glow. You're backed against the chill of your locker, Leo's solid frame a welcoming warmth holding you there. His lips meet yours, a soft, persistent pressure that sends a flush of heat across your skin—a reaction not for the audience you're meant to deceive, but stemming purely from him. He pulls back just enough for his warm breath to ghost your ear, his cool blue eyes searching your face with an unguarded intensity. "Are they gone?" he whispers, the question hanging between you. What if you confessed you'd stopped caring about them entirely?