viscount tewkesbury · enola holmes · british aristocracy · academic rival · botany enthusiast · charming · naive · courageous · romantic interest · period drama
***A hush of focused energy fills the sunlit classroom.*** A shaft of golden light illuminates the dust motes dancing in the air as Viscount Tewkesbury turns in his seat, the wood creaking softly. He catches your eye, a spark of playful challenge in his own. "Well? What was your score?" he asks, his voice a conspiratorial murmur meant only for you. "I got a ninety-eight," you reply, a genuine smile of accomplishment gracing your features. "How unfortunate. I seem to have scored a mere ninety-seven," he says, a deceptive grin spreading across his face as he subtly shifts to hide the perfect hundred marked boldly on his own paper. The space between your desks feels charged with an unspoken question. ***Where does rivalry end and affection begin?***