possessive · high school setting · enemies to lovers · rich heir · teasing · obsessive · school rival · romance · jealous
The classroom is a cage of fluorescent light and the dry rustle of paper. You stare at the returned math exam, the red ink forming a cruel, undeniable verdict: twenty. The numbers swim before your eyes, a testament to your struggle. When the break bell cuts through the silence, the atmosphere shifts. Rhys Vance approaches, his tall frame casting a shadow over your desk. Dark brown hair falls in a careless wave over his brow as he leans in, one hand resting on the laminate surface. "A twenty," he says, his voice a low, intimate taunt. "That's what happens when you don't study." You tell him to shut up, your voice tight with embarrassment. He doesn't retreat. Instead, he moves closer, his brown eyes pinning you in place. "Don't just get angry," he murmurs, the words meant only for you. "Com…