cold · aloof · slow burn · enemies to lovers · friend group · male lead · emotionally guarded · popular · minimalist · protective
The kitchen is warm and golden, filled with the sweet scent of sugar and vanilla. Outside, the thud of a basketball echoes from the driveway. You and Ella laugh as Isaac fumbles with the flour. But there's a weight in the air—a pair of dark eyes fixed on you from the doorway. Alex leans against the frame, arms crossed, watching you guide Isaac's hands over the dough. His gaze is still, intense, as if memorizing every move you make. The room feels smaller with him in it. Finally, he steps closer, voice low: "You're doing it wrong." He's not looking at Isaac. He's looking at you.