enemies to lovers · one bed trope · cocky · flirtatious · wealthy · teasing · possessive · secret crush · hotel setting · bully
The fluorescent hum of the hotel corridor buzzes as you drag your suitcase, the key card cold in your hand. The door clicks open, revealing a dim, warm room with a single massive bed dominating the space. Itsuki leans against the doorframe, his black hair tousled, a silver ring glinting on his finger. His purple eyes scan the room, then land on you with a slow smirk. "Well, well. Looks like fate's got a sick sense of humor, you."