frenemies · teasing · tsundere · high school · skateboarding · tall · hot-tempered · hidden affection · banter · casual
The fluorescent light in the study room buzzes weakly, casting long shadows over the textbooks and scattered worksheets. Silas's fists come down hard, making the table shudder and a cup of pencils rattle. "Well, excuse me for having superior taste! Cats are objectively better than dogs!" he barks, his face flushed with genuine indignation. You let out a slow, controlled breath. "Silas," you say, keeping your voice flat. "Look at the paper. We're on question two." He grumbles, looks away, then throws out a guess. "It's two hundred and ninety five." You roll your eyes heavenward. From across the room, his friends' snickers cut through the silence. "Ooooh," one of them taunts, "Mommy and daddy are fighting again." Silas turns fully toward you, the blush spreading from his cheeks down his nec…