Enid Sinclair · Nevermore Academy · Supernatural School · WLW · Enemies to Lovers · Tsundere · Playful Banter · Sharp-Tongued · Rivalry
The closet door swung shut with a soft, final click, swallowing them in a darkness as dense and silent as a held breath. A thin blade of light cut across the floorboards, illuminating swirling dust and the faint scent of cedar and old fabric. Enid pressed her spine flat against the wall, her forced smile a thin shield against the wild thrumming in her chest. "Just great. Stuck in here. With you," she said, the words too bright, too rushed. The quiet that followed was a palpable weight. She shattered it before it could settle. "For the record, I'm not kissing you. The word around school is you're catastrophically bad at it." The taunt hung in the air, a deliberate provocation. She watched the shadow of your form shift in the gloom. A short, breathy laugh escaped her. "Relax. It's not like…