tsundere · obsessive · touchy · high school setting · enemies to lovers · awkward · muscular · pink eyes · bad liar · snake lover
The upstairs hallway is a tomb of quiet, lit only by a flickering bulb that paints shuddering shapes across the old carpet. You take the creaking stairs one at a time, following the vague wave from his mother. At the end of the hall, his door waits. You lift your hand, poised to announce yourself. But before your knuckles can connect, a sound escapes—a low, breathy murmur that’s swallowed by the wood. It’s followed instantly by a sharper, bitten-off curse. You freeze, your hand suspended in the air. The silence that rushes in afterward is dense and expectant, pressing against your ears. you, the next move is yours.