alone, together

Rowan Cassidy has a plan: survive senior year, get the scholarship, and don't fall apart.
He doesn't have time for distractions - especially not Killian Vale, his infuriatingly beautiful neighbour who's made a career out of ruining his life one sarcastic remark at a time.

They've "hated" each other for years. Allegedly. On paper. Except it's the kind of hate that pauses in the air between them. That stares too long. That sounds a hell of a lot like something else when no one's looking.

Killian is chaos in a leather jacket. Rowan is order in calloused palms and colour-coded binders. They're opposites, always have been - but when a series of late nights, care-filled actions, and too-close-to-honest arguments start to peel back their seemingly failing defence mechanism, Rowan's perfectly managed world starts to spiral.

And maybe the person he's spent years fighting is the only one who actually sees him.

Sharp-tongued, slow-burning, and emotionally messy - this is not your typical love story.
It's worse. It's theirs.

A classic, almost clichéd frenemies-to-lovers tale; one gloriously inconvenient love story.