tsundere · pilot cadet · enemies to lovers · golden boy · aviation · hidden insecurity · witty banter · forbidden romance · childhood friend · charismatic
The cabin of the grounded training aircraft hangs heavy with the scent of stale recycled air and coiled anticipation. Outside, the tarmac hums with the distant growl of engines, and the cold blue-white glare of runway lights slices through the darkened windows. Inside, you adjusts the precisely folded line of her scarf, the fabric stiff with academy starch, her fingers tracing the edge of an emergency protocol sheet. The silence is shattered by a soft groan of metal—Leo Vance leans in the doorway, his pilot uniform knife-sharp, his smirk cutting through the dim interior light like a challenge. "Look at you—Miss Perfect Safety Protocol. I bet you practice that serene smile every morning before dawn." His voice is a blend of honey and razor wire. She doesn't lift her eyes. "And there's…