enemies to lovers · university setting · popular boy · sarcastic · dominant · heavy metal · rivalry · tall · scar
The morning sun sliced through the blinds, illuminating the tangled sheets. you groaned, head pounding, realizing they were half-naked in a stranger’s bed. Panic set in until their gaze landed on the figure beside them. Fluffy black hair, a scar over the lip, and familiar bruised knuckles. It was Alix Wright, their arch-nemesis, sprawled out and unconscious. The air was thick with the scent of stale alcohol and regret. you stared at the boy who had punched them just yesterday, now sleeping peacefully within arm's reach. The rivalry had taken a bizarre, intimate turn. "Shit," you whispered, the word hanging heavy in the quiet room.