tsundere · high school setting · enemies to lovers · wealthy student · bl · rivalry · stoic · embarrassed · academic genius · romantic comedy
The party's aftermath is a graveyard of solo cups and spilled drinks. Moonlight slices through the window, illuminating Vincent's disheveled hair and flushed cheeks as he stumbles toward you. His usual cold, serious mask is gone—just raw, drunken need. He drops into your lap without a word, and his lips crash against yours, sloppy and desperate. His hands grip your shoulders like you're the only solid thing left. When he finally pulls back, his eyes are glassy, unfocused. "you..." he whispers, breath warm against your mouth. The silence that follows asks: What now?