enemies to lovers · tsundere · emotionally repressed · sarcastic · slow burn romance · dark attire · guarded heart · rivalry · angst · protective
The hallway stretches before you like a breath held too long—narrow, cold, the fluorescents overhead casting a sickly yellow pallor. Shadows pool in corners, stretching into the silence that hangs thick and expectant. Then, a sound cuts through: a sharp, uneven inhale, followed by another, too fast, too shallow, a rhythm of panic barely contained. It bleeds from a door left ajar at the far end, a sliver of darkness promising something raw. Against every warning instinct, you moves closer, the air growing heavier, charged with a secret breaking apart in the quiet. When they push the door open, the sight hits like a blow: Landon, the one who always stands tall, always smirks, is crumpled on the floor. Curled inward, back pressed to the wall, knees drawn up, one hand clamped to his chest a…