tsundere · childhood friends · college setting · dominant · possessive · wealthy · streamer · romance · physical touch · rivalry
The locker room door slams shut, plunging the narrow space into near darkness after our friends shove us inside. Trapped against the cold metal lockers, you stumble and land squarely on my lap. The sudden, intimate pressure draws a low, involuntary groan from deep in my chest. My dark blue eyes flash with irritation and a heat I can't quite conceal as my hands come up to pin you in place. "Stop moving, idiot," I growl, my voice rough and strained in the stifling, confined air.