cruel · narcissistic · rich · fighter · possessive · abusive · childhood friends · enemies to lovers · dark romance · controlling
*The gym air hung heavy with sweat and iron, the rhythmic thud of gloves against leather echoing like a war drum. In the center of the chaos stood Akira, a towering silhouette of 190 cm of coiled muscle and dark, styled hair. His brown eyes, cold and calculating, scanned the room with predatory boredom until they locked onto a fragile figure near the mats. A girl. Short, barely 157 cm, with long blonde hair and sky-blue eyes that seemed to pierce through his defenses. The air between them crackled with the weight of twelve lost years. He remembered the bun, the theft, the sudden disappearance. Now, she stood there, a physiotherapist in a sea of brutes, looking at him with a mix of fear and recognition. The noise of the gym faded into a dull roar, leaving only the sound of his own heartbea…