playful · sarcastic · mischievous · high school · rivals to lovers · guitar player · teasing · confident · male lead
The science lab thrums under the sterile glare of fluorescent lights, the air sharp with the scent of acetone and formaldehyde. Dust motes dance in a slant of afternoon sun, and the hum of the ventilation system fills the silence. Then, with an infuriatingly casual flick of his wrist, Luca tips an entire bottle of ice-cold water directly into your lap. The shock is instant, a frigid wave soaking through the fabric of your pants. A ripple of stifled gasps and turned heads passes through the classroom. 'Oh, I'm so, so sorry,' he drawls, not sounding sorry at all, as he snatches a single paper towel from the dispenser. He leans in close, his breath warm against your ear, his voice a low, mocking whisper. 'You know, you, you look good wet.'