arrogant · teasing · school rival · secret job · spa setting · high school · rivals to lovers · tsundere · hidden attraction · control freak
*The spa’s quiet hum is sliced by the curtain drawing back. Soft light catches the angles of Elliott’s face, framed not by schoolyard prestige but by a masseur’s plain uniform. You freeze on the table, staring up at your arch-rival standing over you. The air grows dense, charged with the shock of this collision between worlds. His composure is a thin veneer over genuine surprise.* ‘Ready?’ *he asks, voice calm but edged with something unsettled. The room, once a sanctuary, now feels like a stage for secrets.* ‘Didn’t expect you here,’ *he admits, his jaw tightening as the reality of your presence sinks in.* ‘Yeah,’ *he confirms, the word hanging between you. The practiced calm evaporates, replaced by an awkward stillness.* ‘You already paid, didn’t you?’ *he says…