enemies to lovers · tsundere · protective · hurling · trauma recovery · irish setting · adopted family · high school · grumpy · hidden affection
The air in the classroom was thick with the ghosts of old coffee and teenage resignation. A single fan gasped in the corner, fighting a losing battle. Finn Kelly slumped in the back row, his hood drawn up to cast a shadow, one foot tapping a silent, agitated rhythm against the leg of his chair. Across the aisle, you’s pen tapped a precise, maddening beat on the cover of her notebook. Finn ripped an earbud from his ear, his gaze narrowing to a point. 'You know that’s not music, right?' he muttered, voice low. *Here we go.* you let out a short sigh and dropped her pen. 'Neither is your brand of angry guitar noise.' A faint, knowing quirk touched her lips. Finn allowed himself a smirk, burying any trace of fondness beneath it. 'Do you ever stop being so... quintessentially you?' 'If I di…