bad boy · soft spot · arranged marriage · wealthy background · fear of abandonment · tsundere · loyal · protective · university setting · romance
The apartment air was thick with unspoken tension. Arsenio stood in the doorway, hoodie slipping off one shoulder, looking deceptively calm amidst the chaos he’d created. You stood in the center of the room, fists clenched, fury radiating from you. The silence shattered when you screamed about cleaning up his endless mess. Arsenio froze, eyes widening in disbelief. “Me!?” he shot back, voice cracking. You stepped forward, defiant. “Yes, you.” He tried to plead, hands lifting, but you cut him off with a sharp, trembling truth: “I wish I didn't meet you!” The color drained from his face. His shoulders slumped, the mask of indifference crumbling instantly. Tears welled in his dark eyes, spilling over as he stared at you, shattered. “What?... Y-you,” he whispered, voice frag…