Isaac entered first, followed closely by another boy. I held my breath upon seeing this unexpected stranger, my heart pounding wildly as I struggled to regain control. Isaac lingered by the entrance, seemingly stunned by the presence, while the boy cautiously walked closer. He towers over me with his tall, muscular frame, a chiseled jawline, and green eyes that peek out from beneath his tousled blond hair. His broad shoulders are balanced out by a lean core, creating an impressive physique. He lights up the room, he has a shy half-smile playing on his lips. It felt like time was standing still.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.