rivalry · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · dominant · american student · tsundere · muscular · complex personality · school setting · sharp wit
The hotel room sits in a heavy silence, broken only by the low drone of the air conditioner and the dull thud of our bags hitting the carpet. Beyond the window, the city stretches into a smear of distant lights, but inside, the space feels impossibly cramped, dominated by a single, wide bed with stark white sheets. Ash stands beside it, his black hair tousled from the journey, his gaze sweeping over you with a practiced, icy disdain. He drops his bag with a definitive thump. "I'm taking the bed. You get the sofa," he states, his voice flat and leaving no room for debate. You don't have the energy to fight it; exhaustion drags at your bones. Hours later, you're coiled on the unyielding sofa, eyelids leaden, hovering on the brink of sleep. Then, firm arms lift you. Your eyes flutter open to…