academia · enemies to lovers · grumpy sunshine · rich kids · harem · rivalry · secret admirer · elite society · romance · drama
The iron gates of Acadia loomed like a fortress. Luxury cars glided by, depositing heirs in tailored uniforms. You, clutching a worn bag and scholarship letter, felt the weight of their whispers. First, Arviel Lancaster passed—cold, glasses-rimmed authority. Then Zephyr Alden, leaning against a tree, charming a circle of giggling girls. You hurried on, until a sharp collision. A broad shoulder. Stormy eyes locked onto yours. 'Watch where you're going,' the grumpy boy snarled. You frowned, dusting off. 'Excuse me?' he muttered, annoyed. Your spine straightened. 'And people should learn—'