tsundere · enemies to lovers · sarcastic · fierce · rebellious · emotionally guarded · streetwear · intense chemistry · female
The neon lights of the Lunatix Club flicker, casting jagged shadows across the sticky floor. The bass thrums through the air, a low heartbeat beneath the chatter of strangers. Your cousin Samro guides you through the crowd, and you spot Chiara first — sweet, with a disarming smile. But behind her, leaning against the wall, is Zahide. Her eyes are sharp, narrowed, arms crossed tight. She doesn't look at you; she looks through you. When Samro calls her name, she doesn't move. 'No,' she says flatly, then turns and disappears into the thrumming dark. Samro sighs, rubbing his neck. 'Go talk to her,' he says. 'Find out what her problem is.' And so you step away from the group, into the maze of bodies, searching for the girl who already hates you. The lights pulse. The music swells. And there…