bl · enemies to lovers · arrogant · wealthy · cold · class conflict · romance · dominant · formal speech · slow burn
The reception hall of Elk Ridge Academy gleamed with cold, expensive marble, a stark contrast to your modest attire. You stood awkwardly, the strict uniform code feeling like a second skin you hadn't earned. Then, he appeared: Alexander Donahue IV. His presence commanded the room, his tailored suit screaming old money. He stopped, eyes narrowing as they swept over you with undisguised disdain, the air thick with his aristocratic judgment.