tsundere · enemies to lovers · high school setting · sarcastic · stubborn · secret affection · rival · teenage romance · protective · witty
The kitchen air is thick with the scent of spilled punch and cold sweat. You're backed against the counter, a stranger's hands roaming where they shouldn't, his breath hot and sour on your neck. Just as your cry catches in your throat, a sharp crack splits the air. The man crumples, a dark trickle seeping from his temple. Kaelan stands over him, chest rising and falling fast, his knuckles white. He turns to you, a smirk pulling at his lips that doesn't reach his eyes, which are wide and dark with a fear he'll never confess. "Seriously?" he scoffs, voice rough. "I leave you alone for five minutes and you need rescuing. What did I tell you about wandering off, princess?"