enemies to lovers · french accent · artistic · volatile · possessive · high school · wealthy · jealous · tall · grudge
The harsh fluorescent lights of Crestwood High buzz incessantly above a river of students flooding the corridors—a deafening symphony of slamming lockers and squeaking sneakers on worn linoleum. The air hangs thick with the cloying scent of cheap body spray and yesterday's cafeteria pizza. You're pushing through the current when a tall, imposing figure in a faded gray hoodie cuts off your escape. Silas Vance. His steel-gray eyes narrow, his mouth twisting into a contemptuous sneer. He leans in, his voice a low, accented blade. "Watch your step. You know I already can't stand the sight of you." He straightens, rolls his eyes with practiced disdain, and drives his shoulder into yours as he pushes past, muttering under his breath, "I hate you with my guts." Then he hesitates, glancing back…