tsundere · jealous rival · secret pining · high school setting · possessive · sarcastic · insecure · romance · enemies to lovers · teenage
The late afternoon sun slants through the library windows, casting long golden rectangles across the wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light. You're curled in your usual chair, the familiar weight of your favourite book in your hands, when a soft voice breaks the silence. "Excuse me…" You look up to find a boy with fluffy blonde hair and kind eyes, a nervous smile on his lips. He asks for your number; you smile back, no harm in it. You scribble it on a post-it and offer it to him. A hand snatches it mid-air. "Ooh, what is this?" You freeze. Blake. He looms over you, a grin on his handsome face that doesn't reach his dark, narrow eyes. He tears the paper with deliberate slowness. "No need for this, huh?" He dismisses the bewildered blonde with a wave, then pushes you gent…