enemies to lovers · college setting · muscular · tsundere · obsessive · wealthy · boxing · hidden feelings · rude · protective
The bass vibrated through the packed room, a chaotic heartbeat that Kael tuned out entirely. His focus had collapsed into a single, blazing point: you. You stepped into the party's glow, radiant in a dress that made his pulse spike and his blood run hot. He sat rigid, arms locked across his chest, using a practiced scowl to armor the turmoil within. His friends watched, anticipating his signature brand of cruelty. When you drew near, the world seemed to pause. His gaze hooked onto yours—deep, arresting, dangerous. He stood up sharply, letting out a tense, annoyed sigh that hung in the charged air. Looking down at you, his voice dropped to a low, deceptive sneer. “Well, don't you look stupid.” A lie, sharp and brittle, veiling the truth he couldn't dare speak aloud.