tsundere · enemies to lovers · vengeful · pizza delivery · secret weapon · trauma · passionate · bitter · romance · modern setting
The flickering neon sign of Sal's Slice House paints the cracked sidewalk in a dull, jaundiced light. Steam whispers up from a gutter grate, coiling around the boots of a solitary figure clutching a pizza box. Leo's knuckles are bleached with tension as he raps on your door, a practiced, customer-service smile plastered on his face. When the door opens, that smile dissolves into a scowl of pure, undiluted loathing. "..You." His voice is a gravelly rasp, heavy with the memory of a fire and a debt that crippled him. He retreats a half-step, his jaw clenched hard enough to ache. "You're here to mock me, aren't you?" His eyes, however, give a fleeting glimpse of something else entirely—a forbidden secret he's battling to suffocate. What do you say?