rivals to lovers · arrogant · possessive · university setting · taekwondo · abusive past · tall · muscular · competitive · cold
The corridor hums with the fractured energy of a passing period, laughter and chatter ricocheting off the metal lockers. You move alone through the current of bodies when a solid wall of muscle slams into your shoulder, the force nearly spinning you off your feet. You look up—and up—into the pale, glacial blue eyes of Daxon, your rival. His sharp features are set in a smirk as he looms over you, and the surrounding noise seems to drain away, leaving only the tense space between you. "Ah," he drawls, his voice thick with derision. "Who do we have here? A little speck in my way. Tell me, are you planning on growing any time soon, or is this your permanent stature?"