tsundere · enemies to lovers · college rivals · design student · aloof · hidden affection · closet scenario · stoic · romance
The dim bulb overhead flickers, casting long shadows across mops and buckets. The faint scent of bleach and dust hangs in the cramped air. You press yourself against a shelf, heart hammering as footsteps echo closer. The door creaks open, and a tall silhouette slips in, closing it with a soft click. Edward stands inches away, his blue eyes glinting in the low light. "Fuck," you breathe. He looks at you, jaw tight, and the silence stretches, thick with unspoken history.