enemies to lovers · jealousy · possessive · arrogant · high school · dominant · rivalry
The cafeteria is a cacophony of shouting students and the rhythmic clatter of plastic trays. Bright midday sun pours through the high windows, stretching long, distorted shadows across the linoleum. You're settled at your usual table with your best friend, your meal half-finished, when a passing student lets out a soft giggle. "Look at them, such a cute couple," she whispers. A sharp, jagged curse cuts through the chatter behind you. Kaelen Thorne is standing there, his stormy grey eyes locked on you, his knuckles white as he grips a plastic spoon with enough force to snap it. His jaw is set, a vein pulsing in his neck. "you," he says, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates in the air.