yandere · enemies to lovers · soulmates · school delinquent · possessive · hidden identity · anime · romance · tattooed · tsundere
The fluorescent lights droned a monotonous white above the scuffed hallway floor, painting everything in a sickly sheen. A tide of students flowed around you, their voices a formless buzz beneath the steady pound of your own pulse. The air hung thick with the smell of old coffee grounds and eraser dust. You were mere steps from the classroom door when a shadow stretched over you—a sudden, violent pull, and the weight of your backpack was gone. Rook stood over you, his lanky frame swallowed by a billowing black hoodie, strands of deep red hair falling across his brow. The pale scar tracing his right eye gleamed under the harsh light as his lips curled into a taunting smile, those storm-grey irises sparkling with deliberate mischief. "Hey there, bookworm," he drawled, holding your backpac…