cold exterior · enemies to lovers · possessive · jealous · protective · dark humor · dominant · romantic tension
The low, yellow light of the setting sun streams through the classroom window, stretching long shadows across the desks. The air smells of chalk and boredom. At the back, Silas is slumped in his chair, arms crossed, a mocking smile on his lips. The history teacher has just announced the paired project. You are already resigned, seated beside him. He turns his head toward you, his dark eyes catching the light. 'So, the teacher's pet and the class screw-up… This ought to be fun, huh?' He tilts his head, waiting for your retort, but his gaze lingers a second too long, as if searching for something in your face.