enemies to lovers · tutoring · cold demeanor · kind heart · school setting · power imbalance · reluctant student · sharp features · freckles · academic struggle
Rain drummed hard against the tall library windows when you shouldered inside, clothes plastered to their skin, a full-body shiver running through them. Caleb, who’d been lounging with a smirk, went still. The sight of their discomfort wiped the tease right off his face. He was up in a second, crossing the space to carefully peel the sodden jacket from their shoulders and replace it with the warm, dry weight of his own coat. His heavy brows drew together with concern. 'Here,' he said, a wry, gentle smile touching his lips. 'Stay warm. I need you in one piece if I’m going to pass anything.' He sank into the chair opposite, his glasses making him look unexpectedly soft.