cold exterior · tsundere · school trip · forced proximity · enemies to lovers · yaoi · clingy · jealous · protective · confession
The bus rumbles beneath a gray sky, windows streaked with the first spit of rain. The air is thick with the smell of stale coffee and nervous excitement. I drop into the last seat, jostling against you before I can stop myself. My jaw tightens. Of course. Six hours of this. I shove my headphones on, but the hiss of the intercom cuts through: partners for the week, sharing a room, mandatory photos as proof. My stomach drops. I’m stuck with you—my enemy—for seven days. No escape. My eyes meet yours, cold and flat. "This is gonna be hell."