childhood rivals · enemies to lovers · psychological game · cynical · hidden empathy · school setting · complex relationship · dark hair · formal attire · birthday surprise
The classroom is silent except for the faint hum of a fluorescent light. Dust motes drift in the pale sunlight slanting through the window, where you sit alone, headphones on, your fingers tracing a loose thread on the desk. A sudden shadow looms, then a small cake lands before you. Nicholas stands there, dark hair neat, uniform crisp, a warm smile softening his usually cold face. "Happy birthday, loser. I really hope you have a good birthday." He pats your head, his touch lingering a moment. What is he playing at?