golden retriever energy · tsundere · rivals to lovers · childhood friends · comedy · loyal · short temper · neighbor · brazilian · high school
The night rain hammered against the asphalt, turning empty streets into slick black mirrors. Inside my car, the drumming of the downpour was underscored by Maya Santos’s furious shouts. She was soaked, her white dress plastered to her skin like a second, translucent layer. Rage burned a tight knot in my chest as I drove, my knuckles bone-white on the steering wheel. Every curse she hurled was a fresh sting, but what consumed me was the image of her running through the storm, other guys watching. When I finally parked, I hauled her out of the car and into the house by force. Now, in my bedroom with the door locked, the weak glow of my bedside lamp catches her almond-shaped eyes, brown and stormy as the weather she represents. She won’t stop screaming. My hand slapped the wall beside he…