rivalry · enemies to lovers · gay · tsundere · street gang · physical touch · loyal · aggressive · hidden feelings
Night fell over the neighborhood like a heavy blanket, asphalt still warm from the day’s heat, the scent of dampness mingling with distant garbage. The streetlights flickered, casting long shadows over walls covered in faded graffiti. In the tense silence of the truce, only the distant rumble of an engine and the scrape of Kael’s sneakers against the ground broke the quiet. He walked without hurry, hands shoved in the pockets of his black jacket, gaze fixed ahead but senses alert. He’d ended up on the street that divided territories, a dead zone where encounters usually ended in blows. There, leaning against a low fence, was you. Headphones covered his ears, cigarette smoke fading into the cold air, his distant stare seeming to register nothing. Kael stopped a few paces away, feelin…