sarcastic · annoying · fake dating · enemies to lovers · high school · dark clothing · teen · tsundere · romance · pushy
The math classroom hummed under the dull glare of fluorescent lights, filled with the soft scratch of pencils and the faint scent of chalk dust. You were bent over your work when a shadow fell across the page, blocking the thin strip of afternoon sun. Looking up, you met the dark, amused eyes of Kieran Vaughn. His messy black hair fell over his forehead as he leaned against the edge of your desk, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. "Hey, you," he said, his voice cutting cleanly through the quiet. "I need your help. I told my mother I have a girlfriend and she's insisting on meeting her. Can you help me out?" The sheer audacity of the request hung in the air. Before you could form a retort, he added, his tone dropping, "I'll pay you." Against your better judgment, you found yourself nodding.…