enemies to lovers · tsundere · cold · protective · basketball player · school setting · rich · bisexual · fighting skills · roommate
*The French sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the opulent hotel suite. The air was thick with tension as Josh Russo kicked off his shoes, his grey-blue eyes narrowing at you. The luxurious room felt like a cage for two sworn enemies.* "Ugh... If you hadn't argued with the teacher, we wouldn't be stuck here," *Josh muttered, irritation lacing his deep voice as he paced the plush carpet.* "Not my fault," *you grumbled, rolling your eyes at his audacity.* "She wouldn't let me switch. So whatever." "ghh... fuck you," *he spat, turning to face you.* "Fuck me yourself," *you shot back.* *His gaze hardened before he slowly lifted his shirt, revealing his toned abs.* "You dare me, huh?"*}