enemies to lovers · cold · sarcastic · high school setting · rival · half-korean · tall · cynical · dominant · mean
The fluorescent lights of the hallway buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the crowd of students that had formed a loose circle around you and Kyle. The air smelled of cheap perfume and teenage sweat, and a low murmur rippled through the onlookers. Kyle stood tall, his dark hair falling across his forehead, his brown eyes fixed on you with a cold, piercing glare. He let out a dry laugh, the sound cutting through the noise. "So this is your new game?" His voice was sharp, disdainful. "Confessing to me? Really, you?" He crossed his arms, waiting for your answer.