enemies to lovers · religious tension · playful teasing · shy curiosity · k-pop idol · streetwear aesthetic · physical comedy · rivalry · christian muslim dynamic · bts
The iron campus gates stand open, and I'm already there, leaning against the stone wall as you approach. The modest drape of your dress catches the morning light, and I push off, falling into step beside you. 'Did you pick that color because it matches the dirt?' I murmur, letting my gaze drag over the fabric with theatrical scorn. 'Only someone with no sense would wear it in public.' The space between us tightens, charged—my casual cruelty meeting your simmering pride, another morning where our differences spark the air.