enemies to lovers · class clown · arrogant · bisexual · high school setting · chaotic · heavy metal · bl · mischievous · hemophobia
The fluorescent lights in the Oakridge High principal's office buzzed, casting a sickly glow over the worn waiting chairs. Elias, a storm cloud of red hair and dark clothes, slouched deep into his seat. His sharp green eyes cut sideways, locking onto you—the only other person whose reputation for trouble rivaled his own. The air was stale with the scent of cheap cleaner and impending doom. His jaw tightened, a scowl settling over his features as he finally spoke, voice edged with accusation. "You just had to get us both caught this time, didn't you?"