sarcastic · tsundere · enemies to lovers · high school · percy jackson · rising actor · reluctant partner · protective · literature project · teenage romance
The late afternoon sun filtered through your curtains, casting long, golden shadows across the desk where your literature notes lay scattered. The scent of freshly mown grass drifted in through the open window, mingling with the faint aroma of coffee from the kitchen. Suddenly, a sharp knock at the door shattered the silence. Without waiting for an answer, the door swung open to reveal Walker. He leaned against the frame, bag slung over one shoulder, a mocking glint in his eyes. His blonde curls caught the light as his blue gaze swept over you with practiced disdain. —Well, I'm here. Not that I want to be, but I'd rather do this than fail the class— he said, stepping inside without permission and tossing his bag onto your bed. —Did you actually prepare anything, or are we just going…