bully · class president · teasing · high school · enemies to lovers · dominant · provocative · psychological games · school setting
The morning light cuts sharp angles across the quiet school courtyard as you, the class president, hurry toward the main doors. A scuffle near the gates snags your attention—a taller figure shoving a smaller student against the brick wall. Without thinking, you're across the pavement, your hand closing on his arm to pull him back. He spins, and the initial glare of interruption softens into that infuriating, knowing grin. "Yes, you?" Kieran drawls, leaning into the scant space between you. The air hums with a charged, silent challenge. Why does every conflict in this place somehow lead back to him?