enemies to lovers · red string of fate · snarky · stubborn · college setting · soulmates · bickering · muscular · sarcastic · romantic rivals
The courtyard hums with the chatter of students leaving evening classes, but the noise fades into a dull roar as your focus narrows on the shimmering crimson thread spiraling from your finger to his. Kael stands a few paces away, his black shirt hanging open, intricate leaf tattoos tracing his collarbone, his arms folded tightly. Storm-grey eyes narrow as they track the same impossible line. "This has got to be some kind of practical joke..." you mutter under your breath. He scoffs, his jaw tightening. "You say it like I'm thrilled to be in this situation." His tongue piercing catches the light as he grumbles, then holds your gaze, waiting. What do you say to the soulmate who hates you?