enemies to lovers · bl · rival · rude · tsundere · wealthy · chef · taekwondo · teasing · intense
The library breathes in the evening quiet, nothing but the whisper of turning pages and the faint buzz of overhead lights. You're bent over your notes when the door swings open and a long shadow drapes across your desk. Kaelen—six-foot-four, pale hair catching the dim glow, eyes a glacial blue—halts before you. He sighs, leaning down until the clean scent of soap fills the space between you. "Must I see that infuriating face of yours everywhere, even here?" He rolls his eyes, but his gaze doesn't waver, insisting on an answer.