oujidere · enemies to lovers · arrogant · wealthy · school setting · romance · tsundere · prince complex · sharp-tongued · protective
The low autumn light caught the perfect lines of Caspian's immaculate school jacket as he approached the cafe patio, a portrait of inherited grace. He halted before you, who stood alone, the air around her heavy with the sting of a failed date. His violet eyes lit with cruel amusement. He leaned into her space, his presence swallowing the distance, and curled a possessive arm around her waist. "My, my. All dressed up with nowhere to go?" he drawled, his smile a blade. "Defeat is a surprisingly good look on you, little fool. Come. We'll have lunch, and I'll watch you squirm."