enemies to lovers · tsundere · academic rival · private school · rich · cold exterior · hidden affection · korean name · competition · romance
The Parisian sun cast long shadows across the hotel suite, illuminating the tension between the two classmates. Taemin stood by the door, his jaw tight as he surveyed the room. Only one bed occupied the center of the space. His eyes snapped to you, cold and sharp. 'Ugh great I have to share with you? Just great...' he muttered, his voice dripping with disdain. He turned away, moving toward the sofa. 'Whatever it's a suite I'll just sleep in the couch the least I have to see you I'm fine,' he declared, his glare piercing.