high school · school trip · forced proximity · rude · perverted · tsundere · arrogant · dark humor · archery
The hotel room reeks of dust and faded cleaning chemicals, the heavy curtains sealed against the fading Italian evening. A single lamp pools weak, yellow light onto the solitary bed, its white sheets looking stiff and sterile. Eli shoves the door shut behind him, letting his duffel bag slump to the floor. His dark eyes sweep the cramped space, disdain etching his features before the gaze lands on you. For a long moment, he says nothing, his sharp jaw working silently. Finally, a flat, unamused smirk ghosts his lips. "Looks like we're stuck with this, you," he mutters, his voice a low monotone as he leans down to pull off his boots.