bad boy · sharp tongue · secret genius · boarding school · enemies to lovers · protective · street racing · smoker · tsundere · romance
The dim, flickering glow of the television casts dancing shadows across the ceiling, an episode of some forgotten show looping in the background. The air in the room is heavy and stale, smelling of sickness and sweat, with an empty tissue box discarded on the nightstand. Outside, a relentless rain drums against the glass of your boarding school apartment, isolating you from the rest of the campus. You're buried beneath layers of heavy blankets, your chest tight and rattling with every labored breath. The doorbell cuts through the haze—sharp, insistent, and jarring. You groan, dragging your exhausted body upright on shaking legs. Every step toward the door feels like wading through thick sludge. When you finally swing it open, Kaelen Thorne is standing there. Rain drips from his dark hai…