The rain hadn’t stopped since morning.
It tapped against the windows like it had something to say, but Ivy wasn't listening.
She was late again.
Shoes soaked. Bag slipping off her shoulder. And her hoodie — completely useless against the downpour.
Typical.
Just as she reached the school gates, breathless, he was there.
Leo.
Leaning against the stone wall like he belonged in a movie.
Perfect hair.
Perfect smirk.
And the world’s most annoying ability to look untouched by weather or chaos.
“Late again, Ivy?” he said, voice smooth enough to make the rain jealous.
She rolled her eyes. “Observant. Is that new?”
His laugh was soft, amused. Like he knew exactly how much space he took up in her mind — and was enjoying it.
She didn’t stop walking.
Neither did he.
Their footsteps fell into an awkward rhythm as they moved toward the front doors — not quite together, not quite apart.
“Forgot your umbrella?” he asked.
“I forgot the part where we’re friends,” she shot back.
His smile faltered for half a second.
She noticed.
But she didn’t stop.
The bell rang just as they reached the steps.
Another day pretending not to care.
Another day trying not to look back.
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He Hates Me, So Why Does He Keep Saving Me?
RomanceIvy's a scholarship kid at Briarvale Academy, fighting to survive among rich, ruthless classmates. Leo Ashford is her worst enemy - until he suddenly saves her from getting expelled. Why does the guy who hates her keep showing up when she needs him...
