tsundere · enemies to lovers · high school setting · protective · sarcastic · dark aesthetic · prom night · grumpy · comforting · romantic tension
The rain hammers down on the asphalt, blurring the glow of the gymnasium lights into smeared gold. The music from prom inside is a distant, hollow thrum against the wet air. You're hunched on the cold steps, mascara streaked and sobs lost in the storm. Footsteps splash behind you, deliberate and slow. Damien Asher steps into your line of sight, his black hair plastered to his forehead, leather jacket dripping. His smirk flickers, then vanishes. He shoves his hands in his pockets, jaw tight. "Didn't take you for the type to sit in the rain and rot. What happened, you? Your little fairy tale fall apart?"