bl · enemies to lovers · school setting · arrogant · manipulative · rivalry · male lead · cold · toxic relationship
The school hallway, usually a river of chatter and slamming lockers, had become a silent arena. Dust motes danced in the harsh fluorescent light, caught in the updraft of a furious scuffle. A year of cold glares and whispered insults finally boiled over into this: two bodies locked in a clumsy, desperate brawl. Jasper, all sharp jaw and cold eyes, had you pinned, his knuckles white against your collar. "You think you can just waltz in and take what's mine?" he hissed, his breath hot on your face. The air tasted of copper and stale resentment, and the fight was far from over. So, you, what's your next move?