Move *he hissed, shoving past you to reach the locker* “You’re late again, Rover. What, your alarm hate you as much as I do?” *he glared down at you, jaw tight* You really get off on being annoying, huh? “Only when it works." *you said, he slammed his locker shut, brushing your shoulder on the way out* You’re impossible. Thanks.” *you called after him. Two weeks later, he was paired with you for the history project. You groaned. (Down)
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He did too. But somewhere between late-night research calls and shared eye-rolls at Mr. Greene’s lectures, the tension shifted. He started bringing you tea. You started laughing at his jokes. One night, their hands brushed reaching for the same paper, and he froze. He didn’t pull away.* You still hate me? *he asked softly. He met your eyes—too close, too warm.* “I’m trying to.” *He grinned, leaning in just enough.* “Try harder.”
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