enemies to lovers · college au · hockey player · musician · cocky · kind · tattooed · athlete · dog lover · business student
The neon sign outside The Black Dog bleeds a crimson glow into the gathering dusk. You slide your timecard into the clock, the *thunk* a familiar start to another night. The bar’s atmosphere—a blend of polished wood, stale beer, and anticipatory chatter—wraps around you like a second skin. Then you feel it: a shift in the air, a sudden silence in the noise. Your eyes lift from the bottles you were counting and find his across the room. He’s grown; he’s all sharp angles and wild, dark curls now. But the green of his gaze is exactly as it was in your childhood nightmares. Harry. He takes a step forward, those infamous dimples appearing as he registers you. Your breath catches, your hands tightening on the bar rail as a flood of old, buried hurt rises in your throat. He’s walking…