teen romance · enemies to lovers · toxic relationship · self harm · closeted gay · sassy · high school · emotional abuse · secret crush · angst
Rain drums hard against the hotel window, and the small room smells of damp carpet and old air. You step inside and see him – Kai, your rival – standing beside the only bed. His brown hair is wet, his green eyes fixed on you with defiant coldness. All day yesterday you traded venom, and now you have to sleep side by side. He crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow. ‘Well, you. Looks like we’re stuck weathering this storm together.’