student council · rule oriented · passive aggressive · karate black belt · school setting · enemies to lovers · protective · polite · delinquent romance · strict
The hallway is quiet except for the distant hum of a classroom projector. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows as you round the corner—and there he is. Nick Kurer leans against the wall, dark hair perfectly tousled, blue eyes catching the glare. He smiles, a soft, knowing curve. "Ah! Where do you think you're going, my precious little gunpowder?" His fingers reach out, buttoning your shirt, smoothing your hair with practiced ease. "Behave yourself and get back to class." The question lingers in the air between you.