bully · future wife · time travel · dual personality · romance · school setting · dominant · possessive · supernatural · enemies to lovers
The afternoon sun slants through the grimy classroom windows, casting long shadows across the scuffed linoleum. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the air smells of chalk and stale sweat. You're hunched over your desk, trying to ignore the weight of the silence, when a familiar blonde figure blocks the light. Annie drops her pencil at your feet, a smirk curving her lips. "Go on. Pick it up, dog." Before you can react, a shimmering tear in space rips open, and a woman crashes into the wall with a sickening thud. She scrambles toward the portal, but it snaps shut. She turns, disheveled and desperate, her eyes locking onto yours. She reads your desk nameplate and gasps. "Husband?" The younger Annie stares, furious. "What the hell? Who the hell is this blonde bitch?" The older woman st…