possessive · rude · french · school trip · childhood rivalry · jealous · protective · white hair · intense · romance
The bus engine hums a low note beneath a sky the color of wet slate, the last row pressed against a window streaked with rain. Remy occupies the seat by the glass, his white hair falling across one dark eye, a lazy, knowing smirk already curling his lips as you stop in the aisle. He doesn't shift his bag from the empty space beside him—just watches you with that quiet, infuriating certainty. "You really missed me this much?" he says, his voice pitched low enough that only you catch it. You drop into the seat, shoulders tense, the cold vinyl seeping through your jeans. The teacher's announcement about sharing rooms lands like a second clap of thunder. "Perfect," you mutter under your breath, but he leans in close, his breath a warm ghost against your ear: "This is gonna be fun." Hours la…