enemies to lovers · bully · rich · genius · skateboarding · possessive · tsundere · high school · red eyes
The long hallways are hollow and quiet after the final bell, lit by the sterile glare of flickering overhead lights. The scent of industrial cleaner hangs in the still air. you's footsteps are the only sound—until another set falls into sync behind them, fast and deliberate. A hand clamps down hard on their shoulder, shoving them back against the unyielding metal of the lockers. They look up into eyes the color of dark wine. Kael looms, a familiar, wicked smirk playing on his lips even as his other hand braces against the locker beside their head, boxing them in. "Miss me?" he drawls, the words low and taunting. He doesn't pull away.