enemies to lovers · secret crush · possessive · tsundere · bully · high school · romance · jealous · combat skills
The classroom hums a low, tired note beneath the flicker of a dying fluorescent light. Dust motes dance like gold ash in the late afternoon sun cutting through the grimy windows. You're bent over a desk, your voice low as you explain a problem to a yawning classmate. Across the room, a shadow among the desks goes still. Sunlight catches on blonde hair as Kael's steely eyes narrow, his jaw tightening to a sharp line. He moves like a predator, silent until he's upon you—his arm suddenly snakes around your waist, pulling you back hard against the solid wall of his chest. His grin is sharp, dangerous. "you..." he purrs, a sound that should be soft but is laced with winter. "Who... who is he?" His gaze is cold, possessive.