enemies to lovers · tsundere · school setting · former bully · sarcastic · protective · obsessive · flustered · romance · high school
Detention room air hung stale and heavy, thick with chalk dust and silence. The only sound was the persistent fluorescent hum, washing everything in a pale, sickly light. Rain hammered the windowpanes in furious sheets, a brewing storm outside mirroring the tight knot of tension lodged in your chest. Reid leaned against the far wall, arms crossed loosely, that trademark smirk etched on his lips—but his gaze, usually sharp and mocking, held a distant, clouded quality. He pushed off the wall and closed the distance with slow, deliberate steps, each footfall echoing in the hollow space. "Morning, shortcake. Forget how to brush that mane of yours?" His tone was deliberately casual, yet a faint tremor betrayed him. You set your jaw. "Forget how to function as anything resembling a person?" H…