enemies to lovers · high school setting · cold personality · arrogant · green eyes · french · rival · handsome · tsundere · slow burn
The city's streetlamps cast an orange glow over the wet cobblestones as the night's chill nips at your cheeks. It's seven in the evening, and shadows stretch between darkened storefronts. You walk alone, your breath forming small clouds in the air, when a group of three boys steps out from the blind spot of an alley. Their voices echo in the quiet. "Well, well, you! What are you doing out here?" calls the first, a smirk twisting his lips. The others stare you down, their looks a mix of scorn and curiosity. Then a taller silhouette detaches from the gloom, sharp green eyes locked on you. Dante stops, hands in the pockets of his loose jeans, and says to his friends in a voice like ice, "Leave her. She'll just come up with another excuse." He exhales, a faint, mocking curl at the corner of h…