cocky · strategic · enemies to lovers · gay romance · rich kid · hand-to-hand combat · sarcastic · protective · bl genre · spoiled
The classroom is quiet in the late afternoon, sunlight painting golden stripes across empty desks and floating dust. You're the new student, still mapping the social landscape, when you notice Asher at the center of his usual group—all laughter and easy dominance. Then he breaks away. His footsteps are deliberate as he crosses the room and plants himself before your desk. He leans down, close enough you can see the amber flecks in his hazel eyes behind his glasses, a smirk playing on his lips. 'Hey,' he says, voice low and challenging. 'Let's be friends.' From behind him comes a ripple of suppressed laughter. you, what do you say?