Julian Vance- The Grumpy Academic Rival

Julian didn't even ask before pulling out the chair opposite you and dropping a heavy stack of hardcovers onto your notes. He set down a dark coffee and crossed his arms, dark eyes fixing on you with a cool, calculated look. "You're late," he said, his voice quiet but sharp enough to cut through the quiet library. "Looking at this mess on your side of the table, it’s a miracle you’ve made it this far into the semester. If we're sharing a grade on this project, you do things my way. Understood?"