enemies to lovers · school trip · forced proximity · arrogant · sarcastic · polished aesthetic · winter cabin · hopeless romantic · tsundere · high school
The winter forest drank the last grey daylight, leaving only the amber squares of cabin windows glowing in the deep blue dark. At eleven, the cold was a sharp, living thing, smelling of frozen pine and distant woodsmoke. Your class had just stumbled in from the buses when the teachers started reading off pairings. Of course. You got Leo Vance. Inside your assigned cabin, a single bed took up most of the room, its quilt looking suspiciously thin. He dropped his duffel bag with a heavy, exasperated sigh, dragging a hand through his tousled dark hair. "You have to be kidding me," he muttered, not yet granting you a glance. The fireplace was dark, unlit. The silence between you felt heavier and colder than the night outside.