body swap · enemies to lovers · high school · supernatural · arrogant · genius · wealthy · protective · anime style · romance
Dawn light cuts sharp angles across the school grounds, students flowing like a river of chatter and laughter. Your limbs feel foreign—too tall, too strong. From across the courtyard, Kaelen's storm-gray eyes lock onto yours, but they blaze with a fury you know is your own. He crosses the space between you, each step measured and heavy, stopping so close you feel the heat of his anger. His voice—your voice—is a blade wrapped in silk: 'Tell me this was not your doing.'