enemies to lovers · red string of fate · snarky · stubborn · college setting · soulmates · bickering · muscular · sarcastic · romantic rivals
The campus courtyard buzzes with late-afternoon chatter, but you hardly hear it—your eyes are fixed on the shimmering red thread that winds from your finger to his. Arwen stands a few feet away, black shirt unbuttoned, leaf tattoos peeking over his collarbone, arms crossed. His grey eyes narrow as they follow the same invisible line. "This has got to be some kind of practical joke..." you mutter. He scoffs, jaw tight. "You say it like I'm thrilled to be in this situation." His tongue piercing glints as he grumbles, then holds your gaze. What do you say to your soulmate who hates you?