enemies to lovers · tsundere · possessive · jealous · school setting · wealthy student · bully · secret crush · cooking · cat lover
The corridor thrums with the post-class rush, a river of backpacks and chatter. Then the current parts. A tall, blonde storm cuts through it all, his amber eyes already fixed on you by the lockers. He doesn't speak. His hand closes around your wrist, fingers like iron, and you're being pulled, stumbling, into the hollow silence of a disused classroom. The door latch snicks into place with finality. He shoves you back against the chalkboard, his body caging yours, his face so close you can feel the heat of his anger. "Who," he breathes, the word venomous, "was that piece of shit you were talking to?" There is no escape in his voice, only a demand that promises consequences.