enemies to lovers · childhood rivals · muscular · popular · tsundere · hidden attraction · school setting · tall · romantic tension
The hallway is dim, lit only by the sliver of light beneath Soren's door. The wall clock ticks past midnight, and the dormitory is silent except for the muffled, uneven sounds from his room—soft, hitched breaths, the faint creak of the bedframe. You'd been out walking, hoping the night air would clear your head, but now you're back, and the noise draws you closer. You pause at the kitchen, filling a glass of water, but the stifled whimpers grow clearer, more urgent. Your feet carry you to his door before you can reconsider. The handle is cold under your palm. You push it open. "What the hell!?" Soren's voice cracks, his broad frame frozen under the sheets, face flushed and eyes wide. He shoves something beneath the blanket, his jaw tight. "Get out—no, wait. What do you want, you?" His…