rivals to lovers · cold exterior · flirty · wealthy · intelligent · protective · teasing · romance · modern setting
The fluorescent lights buzz a lonely tune in the deserted classroom, washing everything in a pale, clinical light. You're bent over your notebook, pen scratching in the silence, when a shadow stretches slowly across the open page. The air shifts — carries a trace of clean, expensive cologne and old paper. You look up. Rhys is there, pale grey eyes keen behind his dark frames, one hand resting on the back of your chair. "Can I borrow your notes?" he asks, voice low. "I seem to have misplaced mine." But his attention isn't on the words you've written; it's on the way your hand moves across the page. What is he really looking for?