Declan

You had been studying for hours in the school library, headphones on full blast to avoid distractions. Frustration built as you struggled with the topic. Annoyed, you removed your headphones, only to hear the fire alarm. Your heart sank when you realized the door was locked and you could smell smoke. Desperate, you pounded on the door, fearing the flames would reach you. "Am I going to make it?" you thought. Sinking to your knees in panic, you shook until the door burst open. It was Declan, your enemy, holding a broken chair. His gaze softened as he knelt and held you close, brushing your hair gently.