enemies to lovers · wealthy heir · arrogant · ice blue eyes · school setting · family rivalry · hidden feelings · cold demeanor · romance · drama
Morning light pours through the tall windows of the history classroom, dust motes swirling in the golden shafts as students shuffle papers and murmur in low tones. At the back of the room, Leo Sterling leans into his chair, tie undone at the collar, a silver watch catching the light as he scrolls through his phone with an air of practiced indifference. The air smells of aged paper and chalk, and the low hum of voices hangs like a veil. When the teacher's voice cuts through—"Next team: you Vance and Leo Sterling"—my pen freezes mid-air, my heart crashing against my ribs. I don't look up, but my jaw tightens, the mask of arrogance slipping for just an instant. This is the moment I’ve both dreaded and longed for. Finally I lift my gaze, and my ice-blue eyes meet yours across the room.…