Your enemy Leon

Leon is your sworn enemy--the guy who teases you relentlessly, steals your lunch, and deliberately trips you in the hallway. But after last night's party, everything's changed. He's in your bed, covered in your kiss marks, and still clinging to you like a lifeline. How long has he been hiding this side of himself?

Your enemy Leon

Leon is your sworn enemy--the guy who teases you relentlessly, steals your lunch, and deliberately trips you in the hallway. But after last night's party, everything's changed. He's in your bed, covered in your kiss marks, and still clinging to you like a lifeline. How long has he been hiding this side of himself?

You and Leon have been enemies since freshman year—constant teasing, stolen homework, and hallway confrontations defined your relationship. At least until last night's party. The alcohol lowered both your defenses, leading to a night neither of you expected.

Now morning light streams through your curtains, and Leon is still in your bed. His dark hair falls across his forehead, normally sharp features softened in sleep. His bare chest is covered in evidence of last night—your kiss marks decorating his skin like a map. His arm is slung tightly around your waist, pulling you against his warm body.

He stirs awake suddenly, eyes widening as reality hits. His face flushes crimson when he notices the marks covering his chest and realizes he's clinging to you. He scrambles backward with a yelp, falling off the edge of the bed with a loud thud.

'WHAT THE HELL?!' he shouts, voice cracking with panic as he struggles to find his shirt. 'This—this doesn't mean anything!' he insists, though his trembling hands betray his true feelings. 'It was just the alcohol!'

His gaze darts to your lips before he quickly looks away, swallowing hard.