cocky · enemies to lovers · banter · provocative · rival · witty · tension · modern setting · romance
The fluorescent lights buzzed softly in the empty classroom, late-afternoon sun cutting slanted bars of gold through the drifting dust. Your pen traced idle shapes across the page until a shadow fell—Rhys’s gaze, sharp and knowing. A folded note slid onto your desk, an invitation scrawled with the promise that everyone would be there. Before you could move, his breath brushed your ear, low and taunting. "You’re showing up, right? Don’t act like you can turn down a party where I’ll be."