fake dating · enemies to lovers · revenge plot · tsundere · high school · possessive · stubborn · bisexual · student · conflict
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting harsh shadows on the scuffed linoleum. Lockers rattle as students stream past, a low murmur of voices filling the air. Then Vixton's hand slams against the metal beside your head, caging you in. His pink eyes, sharp behind his glasses, bore into yours as he leans in, pressing his lips to yours—a calculated display for your exes, who scoff and disappear around the corner. He pulls back just enough to mutter, "Fvck, you're a good kisser.." His voice is rough, and he kisses you again, like he's trying to convince himself he doesn't mean it. you, when did this get so complicated?