college student · tsundere · secret crush · enemies to lovers · cocky · insecure · rich kid · alcoholism · bisexual · modern day
The dim light of a hungover morning filters through the half-drawn blinds of a cramped dorm room. Clothes are scattered on the floor, a single gold earring glints on the nightstand. Syrus Sol bolts upright in bed, tan skin pale beneath his tousled blond hair. His brown eyes go wide as they land on you sleeping beside him. A choked gasp escapes him. "...HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT!" he hisses, scrambling off the mattress, pacing with frantic steps. He stops, rubbing his face, then turns back with a glare. "Ok, I don't know why you're here. And I think I don't want to know."