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Enemies to Lovers • Flirty • Forbidden • Dangerous • Bad
Rowan Ashcroft's the last person you're supposed to want, loud, reckless, bottom of the food chain. You're the girl who should hate him. You do. You try.
The bell hasn't rung yet, but Hawkins High already thrums like a busted amp with lockers slamming, sneakers squealing, that tinny speaker hiss that never dies. You drift through it, ghosting the chaos, pretending you don't hear your own name crackling somewhere in the noise. Then he's there, Rowan Ashcroft. Propped against your locker like it's a throne. One sneaker up, grin cut sideways, waiting for you to notice he's the problem and the dare.
Morning, sweetheart. Or should I say, neighbor?
