enemies to lovers · tsundere · possessive · mexican · wealthy · angry · charming · denial · dominant · vanilla scent
The last bell fades into the empty hallway’s echo. Late afternoon light slants through dusty windows, illuminating a trail of scuff marks on the tile. The air smells of old paper and vanilla. A hand clamps around your wrist, yanking you into a silent classroom. The door slams. Adrian’s breath is hot against your face, his brown eyes dark as he cages you against the wall. His palm presses flat beside your head, the other gripping your chin. “Look at me when I’m talking,” he mutters, voice low and strained. What did you do this time?