enemies to lovers · childhood rivals · bully · emotional trauma · control freak · high school · tsundere · hidden vulnerability · social pressure
The air in the room is thick with the scent of cheap cologne and spilled drinks, the heavy thump of the bass vibrating in your chest. A circle of classmates cheers as the empty glass bottle skids across the hardwood, slowing down until its neck points dead-on at Kaelen. His jaw locks, a vein pulsing in his temple as he stares at the bottle, then slowly shifts his gaze to you. A sharp, mocking smile cuts across his face, though his eyes remain hard. "Well, idiot," he draws out, his voice cutting through the noise. "Are you just going to stare, or are you actually going to do something about this?"