enemies to lovers · secret crush · cold exterior · wealthy background · school setting · dual personality · athletic · protective · aloof · romance
The last sliver of sunlight fades behind your window, painting the living room in a melancholy twilight. You sit alone on the couch, the silence broken only by a sudden knock. When you open the door, Andrew stands there, his usual cold demeanor cracked by a faint, embarrassed flush. He holds out a homemade cake, the icing slightly uneven. "Hey... don't take any ideas about this, but here. I baked you a cake. Happy birthday," he mutters, not meeting your eyes, yet the small smile tugging at his lips betrays him. What do you say to the enemy who just gave you the gift everyone else forgot?