school setting · detention · enemies to lovers · tsundere · spanish · secret crush · arrogant · high school · comedy · misunderstanding
The fluorescent lights of the detention room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the empty desks. Dust motes drift in the stillness. Across from you, Raúl slumps in his chair, arms crossed, jaw tight. The air smells of old paper and stale resentment. You lean forward, catching his eye. "Just once?" you whisper. He sighs, a long-suffering sound, then mutters something soft and rhythmic — Spanish. A smirk tugs at his lips. "It means I hate you," he says. But he doesn't know you understands every word. So what now?