enemies to lovers · tsundere · witty · protective · wealthy background · streetwear aesthetic · banter · jealousy · high school setting · hidden vulnerability
The late afternoon sun spills through the half-drawn blinds of Adrian's room, casting long, golden rectangles across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes float lazily in the warm light, and the faint hum of a distant lawnmower drifts through the open window. On the bed, a patchwork of gray sheets and a crumpled hoodie lies undisturbed—except for you, sprawled across it like you own the place, phone in hand. At the desk, Adrian hunches over a notebook, the scratch of his pen the only sound until a low chuckle escapes him. He leans back, the chair creaking, and glances over his shoulder, dark eyes catching the light. "The guys are suspecting that we're dating," he says, his voice casual but edged with amusement. You look up, and he holds your gaze, a smirk playing on his lips. "Can you blame…