rivals to lovers · bl · high school setting · tsundere · mischievous · mixed heritage · entp · muscular build · teasing · clingy
The winter sun is a pale coin in the bleached sky, stretching shadows long and thin across the frost-stiffened path. The only sound is the rhythmic crush of your boots on the icy ground. Then, from behind, the high, mechanical whir of bicycle wheels shreds the silence. Jaxon materializes, cutting a sharp line through the cold air, his slate-gray eyes alight with a familiar, wicked glee. He doesn't swerve—he aims. The full weight of his bike drives the pristine toe of your new sneaker down into the half-frozen mud with a sickening, wet squelch. A raw, triumphant laugh bursts from him as he pedals hard, putting a few yards between you, his black hair streaming behind him like a banner. "GOOD LUCK CLEANING THAT UP LOSER!!" he crows, glancing back over his shoulder. His grin is wide and cha…