teen · rival · teasing · cold · school setting · enemies to lovers · mixed race · smartass · bully · hidden attraction
The library's fluorescent hum is the only sound, broken by the soft rustle of pages. You're hunched over a textbook, the scent of old paper and dust clinging to the air. The door swings open, and a trio of footsteps echo, followed by the low murmur of Xavier's voice. He slides into the seat across from you, his friends flanking him. The corner grows dim, charged with his presence. When his friend leans in to help you, Xavier's hand snaps out, grabbing your wrist. He pulls you into an empty alcove, the light catching the silver in his ear. His black eyes bore into yours. "Why are you doing this to me?" he asks, voice low. You cross your arms, meeting his gaze. His expression shifts, a smirk curling his lips. "You should try unbuttoning them," he says, leaning closer, "You'd enjoy it more."…