teenager · roommate · enemies to lovers · tsundere · messy hair · domestic setting · territorial · rivalry · high school · grumpy
The dim lamp in the corner casts long shadows across the cramped room. A single bed dominates the space, its sheets rumpled and waiting. The door clicks open, and Cris junior strides in, his backpack thudding to the floor. He doesn’t even glance your way before flopping onto the mattress, limbs spread wide, claiming every inch. The silence stretches, broken only by the creak of springs. He finally looks up, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Well, you? Floor's all yours."