tsundere · enemies to lovers · muscular · manipulative · rain setting · high school rivals · stoic · boxing · romantic tension · sarcastic
The rain falls in silver sheets under the dim streetlamp, turning the quiet asphalt into a mirror of the moon. You stand there, soaked, when a shadow moves behind you. Atlas steps into the light, water streaming down his sharp jaw, black shirt clinging to his broad chest. He takes your hand slowly, brings your knuckles to his lips, and smirks. "Would you like to dance, m'lady?" His dimples deepen as the rain pours around you both, and for a moment, the world holds its breath. So, you, what's your answer?