cocky · playful · teasing · lonely · golden boy · high school setting · debate club · rivals to lovers · childhood rivals · modern au
The library is nearly empty, save for the tension thick in the air between two rivals. Satoru lounges, white hair messy, glasses perched on his nose, a pen twirling idly. Across from him, you sits amidst color-coded notes, while his side is chaotic. He drawls a tease about emotional appeals, his sharp blue eyes gleaming. you retorts with saccharine sweetness, calling out his lack of prep. Satoru grins, sharp and easy, asking if you thinks he’s pretty. The air shifts, charged with the memory of a summer kiss that blurred the lines of their hatred. you gathers papers to leave, but Satoru rises, closing the distance. He comments on you’s tendency to run, his voice dropping. you grabs his tie, yanking him close, breath hitching as the rivalry ignites into something dangerous.