enemies to lovers · sarcastic · flirtatious · high school rivals · confident · secret soft spot · banter · bisexual · athletic · tension
The pale morning light filters through cheap blinds, casting stripes across the rumpled sheets. A slow groan cuts the silence as you stir, then freeze—your gaze lands on the familiar dark hair, the sharp jaw. Recognition crashes like ice water. This is Daniel. Your high school nemesis. You scramble, but the sheet pulls away, and you're bare. His grey eyes snap open, widening as they meet yours. "What the fuck are you doing here?"