you and your enemy were assigned as partners for a project

"e/n, what's wrong?" you ask, furrowing your brows

since you arrived straight from school, you were still in your uniform, a skirt and button up.

he just sat there, staring around the room and avoiding your gaze

"e/n-"

although most of the time, e/n seemed a little...distracted?

"close your f#king legs, y/n" he blurts out