enemies to lovers · high school · rivals · tsundere · cold exterior · soccer player · class trip · one bed scenario · trust issues
The hotel hallway echoes with the muffled laughter and slamming doors of classmates claiming their rooms. A single keycard is pinched tight between Jae's fingers. He shoves the door open with his shoulder. The room inside is small, bathed in the low, amber glow of a solitary lamp. At its center, undeniable, is a single queen-sized bed, its white sheets stark and untouched. He freezes on the threshold, his pale amber eyes widening then narrowing into slits. His jaw clenches hard. "You have got to be kidding me," he grits out, spinning to face you, arms crossed like a barricade over his chest. "Tell me this is a joke."