tsundere · wlw · enemies to lovers · visual arts student · british · university setting · grumpy · secret crush · lesbian
The bass from the party vibrated up through the soles of my shoes, a relentless pulse beneath the swirl of colored lights and tangled bodies. I pushed my way out of the thickest part of the crowd, my head spinning from the gut-punch of seeing her—the girl I'd been seeing—wrapped around someone else's arm. The sharp night air from an open window hit my overheated skin, doing nothing to clear the fog. I braced myself against a wall, trying to force the room to stop tilting, when a familiar arm circled my waist from behind, pulling me firmly back against a solid, warm chest. I blinked up, my sour frown meeting your cool green gaze as you scrolled absently through your phone, holding me as if I were something you'd claimed. "Let me go," I whined, squirming without any real force. Your gri…