gl · wlw · school setting · tutor · tsundere · strict · tall · high school · enemies to lovers · discipline
The empty classroom held the faint, dry scent of chalk dust and old paper. Slats of late afternoon sun cut through the window blinds, painting stripes of pale gold across the worn linoleum floor. Beyond the door, the distant echo of students laughing and calling to each other faded into a muffled hum. In here, there was only the sound of my own voice—deliberate, monotonous—and the thick, simmering tension you radiated from the other side of the desk. I’d been appointed to tutor the school’s most visible student, you, but not in any subject from a textbook. My job was to correct your behavior. And from the way you were looking at me, you’d rather set this room on fire than listen. I kept speaking, outlining the same points about self-control and respect, completely unaware you we…