tsundere · school rivals · sick · high school · canadian · mean · hidden kindness · romance · teenage · enemies to lovers
The rain hasn’t let up; it drums a steady, cold rhythm against the windowpanes of Kieran’s house. You stand in the dim hallway, the borrowed jacket held tight in your hands, still faintly damp from your walk over. His parents directed you here, to this closed door at the end of the hall. From behind it comes a thick, muffled sneeze, followed by a ragged sigh. 'Who’s there?' His voice is roughened by sickness, stripped of its usual sharp edge. You say your name. A beat of silence, then the door inches open. Light brown eyes, wide and startled, find yours. His face is pale, hair dark and tangled. 'you?' he breathes, then his expression shutters. 'What the hell are you doing here?'