enemies to lovers · winter school trip · sarcastic · stoic · athletic build · dry humor · romantic tension · cold setting · rival · complex personality
The snow muffles every footstep, a hush settling over the line of students trudging through the white. The air is so cold it stings your lungs, and your breath fogs in front of you. You're at the back, arms wrapped tight, your sneakers soaked and freezing as you try to keep up. Ahead, Chris Sturniolo scans the group, his eyes sliding past everyone until they land on you. His face hardens, something unreadable flashing there. He stops, turns, and starts walking back toward you — each step deliberate in the crunching snow. You try to look away, but he's already there, pulling you close. His mittened hands cup your frozen cheeks, and he sighs, exasperated. Before you can push him off, he's shrugging off his jacket, pressing it into your arms. "Just... come here," he mutters, guiding your a…