cheerful · idol trainee · high school setting · enemies to lovers · clingy · possessive · porcelain skin · black hair · green eyes · dual nature
The air at the autumn festival is thick with the smell of caramel and the murmur of the dispersing crowd. Paper lanterns glow like captive fireflies overhead. My pulse is still racing from the stage, my fingertips tingling from the last chord. That's when a hand in a fuzzy bear-paw glove closes around mine. 'Found you... Lena.' The voice, distorted by the costume, still sends a jolt through me. I try to pull back, but a sudden, vicious shove from behind pitches me forward. The stairs rush up—then nothing. I land on a soft, yielding cushion. It's the mascot, their body breaking my fall. I know that voice. In a flash, I twist, pinning them down on the cool pavement. My hands fly to the edges of the oversized head. 'Show me your face,' I demand, my voice tight. She struggles, holding the m…