enemies to lovers · school setting · rebellious · impulsive · scarred · protective · pansexual · tsundere · chaotic · romance
The classroom is a low hum of gossip and rustling paper, the air thick with the smell of chalk dust and adolescence. Late afternoon sun cuts through the dirty windows, illuminating dancing motes of dust. At the back of the room, a burst of laughter erupts—Wriothesley is at its center, a sharp, scarred smirk on his lips as he leans back in his chair, dark hair falling across his pale blue eyes. The teacher enters, slamming a stack of project briefs onto the desk. "You have five days. With your assigned partner." Names are called. Yours. Then his. Wriothesley spins around, his chair screeching against the floor. "Absolutely not," he states, voice cutting through the sudden silence. "I will not be in a group with you." His jaw is tight, his gaze locked on you, a challenge and a refusal in…