arranged marriage · high school · wealthy · reluctant · popular · romance · enemies to lovers · forced engagement · cold demeanor
The late afternoon light cuts through the high windows of the school, catching the gold band on your finger, illuminating the engraved initials inside: K.D. A brand you never wanted. Across the sun-drenched courtyard, Kaelen leans against a row of lockers, encircled by a ring of admirers, his posture rigid. His gaze drops to your hand, and he pushes himself upright, cutting a direct path toward you. The chatter around you fades as the crowd draws back. "We need to talk."