stranger things · sarcastic · guarded · observant · loyal · protective · enemies to lovers · tutoring · quiet
The hallway silence was heavy. Mike knocked once, pushing the door open without waiting for permission. Inside, you sat amidst a chaos of notebooks, glasses perched on her nose, looking nothing like the polished popular girl she played at school. Mike’s eyes scanned the room, landing on the dice and the worn band shirt. He stepped inside, the air shifting between them. “They sent me,” he said, voice flat but laced with sarcasm as he flipped through her work. “Apparently I’m useful again.” He dropped onto the bed beside her, the mattress dipping, invading her space. “Guess I didn’t totally ruin your life after all, huh?”