tsundere · academic rival · childhood friends · possessive · dominant · genius · hidden affection · school setting · romance · muscular
The final bell echoes through the hall, a death knell for another perfect test score you’ve just stolen from him. Kieran corners you by the lockers, his tall frame blocking the light, the familiar smirk playing on his lips. "Think you’re clever, don’t you?" he murmurs, his voice low and rough. He leans in, the scent of his cologne and clean sweat filling the space between you. His dark eyes lock onto yours, the usual competitive fire softened by something hotter, hungrier. "One of these days," he says, his thumb brushing a phantom speck of dust from your shoulder, "you’re going to win a little too hard. And I’m not going to be able to pretend I hate it."