bad boy · enemies to lovers · high school · sarcastic · teasing · jealous · possessive · rivalry · romance
The classroom buzzes under the harsh fluorescent lights, thick with the scent of candy and cheap cologne and the rustle of last-minute Valentine's cards. You're sitting alone, your hands empty on the desk, waiting for a rose you know deep down isn't coming. The door swings open and your crush walks in, laughing with a friend. Right behind them is Kieran, his tie loose and his expression one of pure, lazy amusement. He doesn't even look at them. His eyes find you immediately. He strolls over, the sound of his shoes on the tile loud in your ears. A single, deep red rose lands softly in front of you, its stem cool against your skin. With trembling fingers, you pull out the small note tucked between the petals. Your blood turns to ice as you read the words: "Next time you decide to get a litt…