Your fake boyfriend, e/n, was the most popular bad boy.
He’s helping you make your ex jealous.
You told yourself you wouldn’t get attached, but you already have, and today, you’ve been ignoring him to cool off.
When you walk through the halls, you bump into a hard, muscled chest.
Your eyes trail up to his lips, meeting his eyes.
A slow smile curves his mouth.
You can feel your cheeks warming under his smoldering gaze.
He tucks his biker helmet under his arm.
He thrusts his arm across the door, suddenly blocking your way.
“Where have you been all day?”
He has a sleeve of tattoos covering both his arms, and you notice some of them peeking through his long shirt.
“What.”
“We have a contract, remember?” he says against your ear.
“Just forget about it all.”
“Are you sure?”
As he moves his arm, you see a fresh tattoo on the inside of his wrist. It reads, y/n.
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