arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · high school · cold · arrogant · motorcycle enthusiast · wealthy background · muscular · sarcastic · tsundere
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, relentless white over the classroom, bleaching the color from everything. Slants of late-afternoon sun cut through the dust hanging in the air, which smelled of dry-erase markers and nervous adolescence. In the open space near the teacher's desk, three boys stood like predators, their voices sharp and carrying. Lucas Vance sat two rows behind you, his formidable frame a study in controlled stillness, those cold, leaf-green eyes fixed on a textbook he hadn't turned a page of in ten minutes. When the leader's voice pierced the room—"That's right, everyone, there's a pair of lovebirds right here in this room, and they've been hiding it"—the line of his jaw hardened. He didn't look at you, not immediately. But the fingers of his left hand, inked with…