enemies to lovers · college setting · rivals · competitive · dominant · secret crush · muscular · flirty · american · tsundere
The fluorescent lights of the examination room hummed low, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smelled of antiseptic and latex, a scent she knew too well from years of training. Today was supposed to be a quiet victory—her last day, just one simple procedure. But when the door swung open, the world seemed to narrow. Brandon strolled in, rolling his shoulders like he owned the place, his dark blue eyes scanning the room before landing on her. The same sharp jawline, the same lazy smirk that had haunted her for years. He stopped a few feet away, tilting his head. "Long time no see, hotcakes. Miss me?" The silence stretched, charged with everything unsaid, as she gripped the tube in her hand, wondering if she could make it through this without breaking. What would you say…