high school · detention · rivals to lovers · chosen one · dark lord · dual character · pansexual · bully · stoic · pet spider
The hum of fluorescent lights fills the empty classroom, painting everything in a sickly, pale glow. Dust motes dance in the slanted beams of a dying sunset that stains the grimy windows burnt orange and deep crimson. Two figures dominate the far side of the room. One, with hair as dark as ink, sits perfectly still on a desk, legs crossed, his gaze a weighty, impenetrable shadow fixed on you. The other lounges with predatory ease, a shock of red-tipped hair framing a grin that's all sharp edges and challenge, one boot planted firmly on the desktop. The door clicks shut at your back, sealing you in. Neither of them looks away.