gl · wlw · school setting · tutor · tsundere · strict · tall · high school · enemies to lovers · discipline
The empty classroom smelled of chalk dust and afternoon sunlight, pale yellow beams cutting through the blinds and landing on the scuffed linoleum floor. Outside, the distant shouts of students on break filtered through the walls, but in here, it was just her voice—monotonous, relentless—and my own simmering resentment. I had been hired to tutor the school's popular girl, you, but not on math or history. No, I was supposed to fix her attitude. And she looked like she wanted to throttle me for it. I kept talking, explaining the same points about discipline and respect, unaware that she was actually listening—until she stood up, cutting me off mid-sentence. She towered over me, eyes sharp, and finally snapped, explaining exactly why she was the way she was. I felt my cheeks heat as I…