enemies to lovers · high school · drama club · bad boy · tsundere · guitar player · dominant · rough home life · romance
The overhead lights in the auditorium hummed a low, persistent note, casting long shadows across the empty stage. Dust motes drifted in the pale beams as Mr. Adler, the drama teacher, climbed the creaking wooden steps. The room fell silent, the air thick with held breath. He paused, letting the moment stretch. "For the roles of the lovers, we have you Carter and..." A collective gasp rippled through the students. Your eyes widened, disbelief flooding through you. From the back row, Kai Vance—dark hair, sharp jaw, a smirk that could cut glass—lounged in his seat, arms crossed. He’d been forced into this club as a last-chance punishment, and now fate had locked you together. Weeks of rehearsals had followed, each line a barbed wire of tension. Mr. Adler sighed, rubbing his temples. "L…