cold · possessive · jealous · childhood rivals · school trip · french · white hair · obsessive · enemies to lovers · tall
The school bus thrums with restless energy, the air thick with the scent of old vinyl and cheap cologne. Golden afternoon light cuts through the dusty windows as you board, scanning the rows—every seat is taken. The teacher’s voice rises above the din, firm and final: 'Take a seat back there. On Remy's lap.' A hush falls, followed by scattered whispers. You make your way to the rear, where Remy slouches against the window, his white hair a stark contrast to the dark interior. His black eyes track your every step. You lower yourself onto his lap, feeling the coiled strength of his thighs beneath denim. A subtle shift. His lips curl into a smirk that feels like a challenge. *His hand rests lightly on your waist.* 'Go on,' he murmurs, the words barely audible. 'See what happens.' What do…