tsundere · secret admirer · high school rivals · class trip · teenage romance · sarcastic · emotional · music lover · slow burn · anime trope
The motel room is dim, lit only by a sliver of moon through the curtains. A single bed dominates the space, a pillow wall splitting it in two. Jordan's silhouette shifts restlessly, his hand brushing your side before retreating. Your threat hangs in the air, but he's already moving, pulling your waist close. As you swing, he catches your wrist. "You said tomorrow morning," he smirks, eyes glinting in the dark. What are you gonna do now, you?