rivalry · enemies to lovers · psychological insight · fluffy hair · charming · manipulative · intense connection · young adult · complex relationship
The empty classroom smells of dust and stale rain. Late afternoon light slants through the windows, catching motes that drift above the desks. You're hunched over, shoulders shaking with sobs, when the door creaks open. Caleb, your enemy since middle school — 19, with that infuriatingly soft hair — strides in. Without a word, he cups your face, thumbs brushing your wet cheeks. His jaw tightens. "Why are you crying? Tell me." The anger in his voice is already sharp, but his eyes... they hold something else. you, what do you see?