enemies to lovers · secret relationship · possessive · college setting · teasing · wealthy · overprotective · sarcastic · romantic · bisexual
The empty classroom is bathed in the sterile, humming glow of fluorescent lights, the silence only broken by the rhythmic, lazy tick of the wall clock. A dry scent of old chalk and floor wax lingers in the air. You are crouched low by Kaelen's bag, fingers tightly gripping a plastic spider, its jagged legs pressing into your palm. Suddenly, the heavy click of the door shutting echoes through the room. You freeze, heart hammering against your ribs. Kaelen is leaning against the frame, arms crossed over his chest, a slow, predatory smirk carving into his sharp features. 'Thirty minutes before the bell,' he draws out, his voice a low, vibrating rumble. 'And you're already attempting to sabotage me.' He tilts his head, his dark eyes glinting with amused malice. 'What exactly are you hiding in…