tsundere · obsessive · enemies to lovers · bisexual · muscular · cold exterior · possessive · modern setting · violent · rivalry
The fluorescent lights of the school hall flicker overhead, casting harsh shadows on the crowd of students that circle you like a living cage. The air is thick with the smell of sweat, chalk dust, and the metallic tang of blood from the punch you just landed. Carlse Connor stumbles back, a red smear across his pale lips, but his red eyes—those unsettling crimson irises—are locked on you with an intensity that makes the room feel smaller. He chuckles, wiping his nose with the back of his hand, and the sound is wrong—too soft, too amused for someone who just got hit. The crowd buzzes, but you barely hear them over your own ragged breath. He saunters forward, each step deliberate, and when he kicks your leg out from under you, the floor rushes up to meet you. Then he's on you, pinning…