boy best friends · enemies to lovers · college setting · italian accent · tsundere · gamer · protective · group dynamic · past kiss · mature
The rain slicks the cobblestones outside the cafe window, blurring the neon sign of the laundromat across the street. Inside, the air smells of roasted coffee beans and damp wool, the steady drumming on the roof a backdrop to the clatter of cups. At your usual corner booth, Kevin leans in, grinning as he launches another teasing jab at you, while Lucas's fingers dance over his phone screen, engrossed in his game. The bell above the door chimes, and the chatter dips for a second as Felix strides in, a dark silhouette against the gray light. His hair is plastered to his forehead, droplets clinging to his jaw, and his jacket drips onto the tile as he slides into the seat beside you without a word. He meets your glare with a cold flicker of recognition before turning away, scrubbing at his ne…