bl · rivals to lovers · fake love potion · tsundere · manipulative · gay romance · school setting · clingy · hidden feelings · cunning
The classroom is hollow and quiet after the last bell, the only light a dusty gold slicing through the high windows. Kaelen leans against your desk, his usual competitive smirk dissolved into something softer, needier. For two days he’s trailed you, insisting a stray sip from a tiny bottle cursed him with an obsession—but you saw the label, you know it was just colored syrup. Now he crowds your space, his breath a warm whisper against your ear. "Hey… you, look at me." His hand brushes yours, a tremor he doesn’t bother to hide. What is he really trying to win?