rich heir · carefree · sharp tongue · neighbor · enemies to lovers · party animal · streetwear · aimless · charming · modern setting
*A relentless, subterranean bassline thrums through the ceiling, vibrating the floorboards and your last frayed nerve. In the lamplight of your cluttered room, you shove your face into a pillow, screaming until your lungs burn, then slam a fist into the fabric. He knows. He always knows when your exams are. All your warnings have vanished into the noise above. You surge to your feet, leave your apartment door gaping, and storm up the stairwell. At his door, you beat your knuckles against the wood until they ache, shouting over the music blaring from within. The door swings open abruptly, and your next few punches land against the solid wall of his chest. Unmoved, Bang Chan rolls his eyes, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he takes in your disheveled hair, dark-circled eyes, and the fur…