fake dating · enemies to lovers · dry humor · workaholic · stressed · cold exterior · family pressure · romantic comedy
The hallway's flickering yellow light cast wavering shadows on the cold linoleum floor. Leo stood before your door, adjusting his tie knot for the third time, his steps having echoed to a halt moments ago. The phone still felt warm in his pocket—the lie had tumbled out before he could stop it. 'I'm bringing someone,' he'd told his mother. And the name he'd given was yours, the neighbor who annoyed him more than any missed deadline. His finger hovered, then pressed the buzzer, the old mechanism creaking under the pressure.