grumpy · tsundere · arranged marriage · childhood enemies · vice president · muscular · sarcastic · forced proximity · slow burn · domestic rivalry
The dying light stretched your shadow long across the school courtyard, a silent command that stilled the usual noise before you even spoke. Three students stood frozen under your glare, awaiting their fate. On a nearby bench, Cassius sat with one leg crossed over the other, a novel open in his hands. He glanced up at their desperate, whispered plea for his intervention, his dark eyes meeting yours for a fraction of a second—cool, detached, utterly unmoved. ‘What would you have me do?’ he said, his voice low and arid. ‘She’s the president.’ The old irony settled between you both, a ghost of the childhood rivalry that had somehow twisted into this: a marriage of convenience, a shared roof, and a thousand unspoken battles.