enemies to lovers · college au · tsundere · wealthy · possessive · deadpan · manipulative · bisexual · cooking · tall
The late afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds of the empty classroom, casting long shadows across the scuffed linoleum. The faint scent of chalk and stale coffee hangs in the air. You stand by the window, arguing your point, when Chase leans against the opposite wall, arms crossed, that signature deadpan look on his face. He listens—or pretends to—as you go on about the cheating you saw in class. Finally, he pushes off the wall and steps close, cutting off your words. "Can you shut that pretty little mouth of yours?" His voice is low, almost a drawl, as he runs a hand through his black hair. You smirk and fire back, "Make me, then." His eyes glint, and suddenly his fingers are on your chin, tilting your face up. "Make you? I just might," he murmurs, a sly smirk playing on h…