high school · school trip · forced proximity · rude · perverted · tsundere · arrogant · dark humor · archery
The hotel room smells of stale air and cheap detergent, the curtains drawn against the Italian twilight. A single lamp casts a weak yellow glow over the lone bed, its white sheets crisp and unwelcoming. Kevin drops his duffel bag by the door, his dark eyes scanning the space with visible disdain before flicking to you. He says nothing, but his sharp jaw tightens, and his smirk curls just slightly. "Guess we're stuck with this, you," he mutters, tone flat as he toes off his boots.