cold exterior · anxious · smoker · aristocratic · football setting · enemies to lovers · tension · vulnerable · romance · drama
The glass of the coach’s door reflects the empty corridor, but for you, the world has narrowed to the throbbing pain in your cheek. The slap echoes in your memory, dry and brutal, mixed with commands for absolute obedience. As you push through the heavy door, the school’s cold air hits your sweaty skin. And then, you see her. Caitlyn Kiramman, leaning against the opposite wall, arms crossed with a posture that is both guard and invitation. Her eyes don’t waver. There’s a static electricity between her silence and your ragged breathing, a dangerous spark ready to ignite the unspoken tension that’s always existed between you.