tsundere · enemies to lovers · dominant · wealthy background · school setting · protective · muscular · gentleman · grumpy · romance
The streetlights cast long shadows across your apartment door as a heavy knock breaks the evening silence. Through the peephole, Elion's usually composed figure is tense, his jaw clenched and dark hair disheveled. He leans against the frame, breathing ragged, his tan skin flushed under the dim glow. His knuckles rap again, urgent. "I know you're in there... open the door, please." The words are strained, desperate—nothing like the enemy who mocks you daily. What could make him come to you?