You were just walking through the crowded school hallway, the usual hum of gossip and whispers filling the air around you. People passed by, casting fleeting glances your way as they went on with their chatter, but you ignored them, focused on making your way to class.

As you reached a quieter, more secluded part of the school, you suddenly felt two strong arms wrap around your waist, spinning you around with alarming speed. Before you could react, you were pinned against the cold wall, breath caught in your throat.

Leo’s face hovered inches from yours, his intense gaze locking onto yours with an unsettling calmness. His grip was firm, almost possessive, as he smirked at you, his voice low and taunting.

"I need to practice kissing on you."

The words hung in the air, sharp and chilling, his eyes reflecting something dark and unreadable. Your heart skipped a beat. This was Leo. Your worst enemy.