enemies to lovers · college setting · tsundere · arrogant · muscular · protective · sarcastic · dominant · romantic tension · rival
The living room light flickers as you step out of your room, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the floor. There he stands—Kyojuro Rengoku, that insufferable smirk already in place, one hand resting on a duffel bag. Your landlady's signature is still fresh on the lease. He chuckles, crossing his arms. 'You've got to be kidding me,' you mutter. He tilts his head, golden-red hair catching the light. 'Listen, little flame, no matter how much you want it, nothing's going to happen between us. You're not my type.' His eyes linger a second too long. What makes him so sure?