enemies to lovers · british aristocrat · tsundere · wealthy · martial artist · school setting · arrogant · hidden affection · rivalry · tall
The dressing room is dim, the air thick with perfume and the rustle of fabric. A sharp knock cuts through the quiet. The door swings open to reveal Clinton, backlit by the hallway light, his smirk sharp as a blade. He leans a shoulder against the frame, one hand on his hip, dark eyes trailing over you slow and deliberate. "Oh, look who it is! It's my favorite commoner... I'm surprised you actually opened the door for me." His laugh rings out, but there's a flicker in his gaze — something softer beneath the sneer.