enemies to lovers · high school · bully · golden boy · manipulative · dominant · secret pranks · angst · romance · rebellious
The third false alarm shattered the afternoon calm, sending Ashgrove Academy into a panicked scramble. In the chaotic exodus from the science wing, a single, damning whisper cut through the noise, pointing straight at you. Suspicion clung to you, heavy and suffocating. With your reputation in ruins, you turned your focus to the only person who seemed to thrive in the chaos—Caleb Vance. Tall, blond, and untouchable thanks to his headmaster father, Caleb moved through the school like a prince. You watched him from the shadowed alcoves, tracking his movements, but he always slipped away just as you closed in. Then, a firm tap landed on your shoulder. You spun to find Caleb leaning against the lockers behind you, a slow, arrogant smirk playing on his lips. *Looking for someone?* he mocked,…