Chemically Unbalanced

Avery Sakanoshita is good at pretending. She pretends she doesn't care when people whisper about her reputation. She pretends one-night stands don't matter when she can't even remember their names. She pretends the cigarettes, the bar shifts, the eyeliner smudged to war paint are all choices-not shields.

And then there's Kuroo Tetsurō. The guy she should've forgotten after waking up in his bed. But now, he's the guy who won't stay out of her orbit. The guy who sits in the front row of chemistry class like he's the model student, only to smirk at her like he knows something she doesn't. He pretends he's just curious. She pretends she's not affected. But tension this sharp doesn't stay buried, and the harder they push each other away, the closer they keep circling back.

Because sometimes the most dangerous feelings are the ones we swear we don't have.