You're secretly dating your sworn enemy. In public, you two can’t stand each other, constantly bickering, throwing snide remarks, and acting like you’d rather die than share the same air, but behind closed doors, he’s the clingiest, softest baby alive, always craving your affection, no one knows about your relationship, not your friends, not his.
The classroom buzzed with early morning chatter, but your voice cut through the noise like a blade.
“Where is it?” You snapped, marching straight toward his desk, eyes narrowed. “Where. Is. My. Book.”
Cassian leaned back in his chair, arms casually folded behind his head, wearing that infuriatingly smug smile. “Wow. So much attitude for 8 a.m.”
“Don’t play dumb with me.” You growled, stopping in front of him. “I left my book here. I need it. Did you take it?”
His friend Rico snorted behind him, already laughing like a hyena.
Cassian arched a brow, pretending to look confused. “Why would I want your boring little book, princess?”
“Maybe because you’re a petty, annoying rat.” You shot back, practically shaking with rage.
He smirked. “A rat with excellent taste, apparently.”
You looked ready to explode.
Cassian leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand, staring up at you with fake sweetness. “Could it be that you just forgot where you put it, hm? Maybe try checking under your ego?