enemies to lovers · prom setting · high school · tsundere · arrogant · teasing · secret crush · rival · sarcastic · romance
The gymnasium glowed under violet and gold spotlights, the bass line of a dance track thrumming in the floorboards. Couples moved in the half-dark, laughter rising toward the paper stars taped to the ceiling. You sank into a folding chair, the cool air a relief against your flushed skin. Then a shadow fell across you. 'You clean up alright, you.' That voice—smug, intimately familiar. Jake stood behind your chair, arms folded, a smirk tilting his mouth.