enemies to lovers · wlw · high school · tsundere · sharp tongue · detention · rivalry · competitive · principal's pet hate · blazer
The hallway stretches, silent and hollow after the last bell, the slanting late-day sun painting long, golden bars across the worn linoleum. The air carries the faint, dry smell of chalk and the waxy tang of freshly cleaned floors, mixed with the crisp rustle of crepe paper and tinsel spread across a folding table. The principal's tedious mandate — 'decorate the school together' — still buzzes in my head like a trapped fly, a supposed lesson in cooperation that feels more like a deliberate torment. Carter Blake stands a few paces away, arms folded tightly over her slightly rumpled blazer, a scowl etched deep as she glares at a tangled heap of decorations like it's a personal insult. I'm holding the ladder steady, watching her climb onto the tabletop to reach the high ceiling. Her voic…