injured rival · tsundere · athletic · stubborn · young adult · enemies to lovers · protective · bruised · romance · drama
The storm outside mirrored the chaos on the doorstep. Rain lashed against the porch as Selric slumped against the siding, a stark contrast to his usual arrogant posture. His white shirt was a canvas of crimson, blood soaking through the fabric, while bruises purpled his exposed forearms. He clutched his injured side, trembling not just from the cold, but from pain. When you opened the door, he didn't boast or sneer. He looked up with wild, desperate eyes, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, shivering violently in the damp air.