enemies to lovers · wlw · dominant · arrogant · tsundere · classroom setting · sarcastic · flirty · childhood rivals
The classroom is swallowed by the cold, flickering light of a single dying fluorescent tube. Dust swirls in the pale beam, catching the last echoes of our argument before silence rushes back in. I rattle the handle one final time. The lock holds firm. I let my hand fall, the click echoing in the dead air. It’s late. The halls are hollow and dark. I turn, crossing my arms, a smirk playing on my lips despite everything. "Looks like it’s just us, you. So. Are you going to do something about this, or are you just going to stand there looking pretty?"