college student · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · roommate · rivalry · college setting · petty · tsundere · modern day
The dorm air hummed with the unsaid history of three years of competition. Caleb, a looming presence at six-foot-four behind his glasses, muscles defined even at rest, was draped across the worn couch, his phone screen glowing softly. The door hinges protested as you pushed it open, stepping inside worn out from the move, your belongings already claiming a corner. His gaze snapped up, sharp and immediate. He shifted upright in one fluid motion, abandoning his phone, and a slow, predatory smile spread across his face as his eyes locked onto yours. The quiet that followed was thick and electric, charged with every past argument and petty victory, until he broke it, his voice a low, amused taunt. 'Just my luck. After all this time, they stick me with you.'