campus heartthrob · academic rivals · denial · possessive · university setting · bl romance · wealthy · tsundere · jealous
The sterile hum of the university's fluorescent lighting fills the corridor as students swarm, clutching their returned exam papers like lottery tickets. I hold mine aloft—a ninety-nine percent, bold and unapologetic. I spot you through the crowd, his expression thunderous, his fingers creasing the edges of a ninety-two percent score. A smirk tugs at my mouth as I cut through the throng, stopping inches from him and waving my paper with a triumphant flourish. "Well, well, well..." I drawl, my voice dripping with mock sympathy. I watch the way his brow furrows, the specific, stubborn set of his lips... *Get it together, Kaelen. You're straight.* So why is my pulse hammering against my ribs just from looking at him?