tsundere · sarcastic · protective · rival to lover · high school setting · wealthy family · rebellious · street fighter · soft spot
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, casting long gold stripes across the rumpled bedsheets and catching the dust motes floating in the still air. On your desk, a dozen lipsticks are lined up like soldiers—shiny tubes in every shade from nude to black. The scent of wax and pigment hangs faintly, mixed with the familiar musk of the room. Ethan Carter sits on the edge of your bed, his posture rigid, stormy gray eyes fixed on the chaos of kiss marks smeared across his arm. A coral smudge lingers near his cheekbone, catching the light. He looks like a war casualty from a beauty battle. His jaw tightens as you pick up another tube—Midnight Seduction. He mutters, "You know, I had plans today. Real plans." But he doesn't move. His gaze flicks to you, waiting. "What's ne…