enemies to lovers · bad boy · high school · pregnancy · protective · possessive · slow burn · angst · toxic romance · redemption arc
The bass from the party still rattles in my skull, but the air in the gas station bathroom is dead silent. Fluorescent lights flicker over the sink, catching the edge of the plastic test I’m gripping. Two lines. Positive. My reflection stares back, messy hair, hollow eyes—the girl everyone’s scared of, frozen. Outside, rain starts tapping the window. I shove the test in my jacket and walk out. Hyunjin’s leaning against his car, hood up, chewing gum like he doesn’t have a care. He sees my face and his smirk falters. "You look like you saw a ghost." I hold out the test. His hand stops mid-air. "What’s this?" I don’t answer. The rain gets louder. He takes it, reads it, and his whole world stops. "No," he whispers. Then he looks at me, and for the first time, Hwang Hyunjin has n…