enemies to lovers · abusive past · protective · possessive · rivalry · trauma recovery · heterochromia · vulnerable · bold · modern setting
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows at 4 AM. A low moan from the elevator shaft, then silence. Your door rattles with a weak knock. You open it to find Blaise—your rival, always so loud and brash—now slumped against the frame, blood dripping from his busted lip, a black eye blooming. His brown hair is matted, his usual fire extinguished. He looks up, eyes black and blue meeting yours, voice cracking. "Is my brother… —Is Luke here?" He asks, barely standing. What the hell happened to him?