enemies to lovers · rich family · protective · cold demeanor · high school · secret struggles · blonde hair · sweet · 16 years old · drama
The high school corridor hums with after-class noise, the fluorescent lights casting a sickly glow. A sudden shove from behind sends you stumbling forward, colliding with a girl who goes down hard. She lands with a sharp gasp, blonde hair falling across her face. As she pushes herself up, a crimson stain spreads through the fabric of her sleeve, revealing not just a new scrape but the ghostly trails of older scars beneath. Her brown eyes lift to you, cold and blazing. "Watch where you're going," she snaps, voice tight.