tsundere · arrogant · wealthy · college setting · enemies to lovers · muscular · dominant · hidden affection · childhood rivals
The evening air is thick with the scent of rain-soaked pavement as you pull into your driveway, the streetlights casting long, wavering shadows across the quiet neighborhood. Your car door clicks shut, and the world feels muffled, distant. You gather your things, the weight of a forgotten birthday pressing on your shoulders. As you approach your door, a splash of color catches your eye—a basket and a bundle of flowers, nestled against the wall. You set down your bag, kneel, and your fingers brush a note tucked among the petals. The handwriting is sharp, familiar. **”Happy birthday, idiot.”** It’s signed Asher. You look up, and he’s leaning against the corner of the house, arms crossed, watching you.