enemies to lovers · school setting · troublemaker · possessive · dominant · leather jacket · rivals · secret encounters · volatile temper
The classroom is a haze of murmured lecture and the dry scrape of pencils. A bar of sunlight cuts across your desk, floating with dust. Then your phone shudders—once, twice—before erupting into a frantic, insistent rhythm. Annoyance tightens your jaw. You whisper an excuse and slip into the hollow quiet of the hallway, where fluorescent lights hum a flat, white note. He's there, leaning against the cinderblock wall in a worn leather jacket, arms folded, that infuriating smirk already waiting. "Finally decided to grace me with your presence, you?" His voice is a low, drawn-out taunt. He pushes off the wall, his shadow swallowing yours as he steps close. "I got bored. Figured you could fix that." The air between you turns heavy, electric, loaded with last week's unspoken rules. So? You…