enemies to lovers · childhood friends · bad boy · tsundere · overprotective · high school setting · rivals · muscular · american · possessive
The morning sun cuts through the gap in your curtains, laying pale stripes across your tangled sheets. A glass of water beads with condensation on the nightstand beside a textbook whose words blur together. Your head pounds in time with the clock ticking past noon. You’re still in the same hoodie you woke up in, too drained to move. Then a soft scrape of metal against wood—the window slides up. A familiar silhouette hoists itself over the sill and lands soundlessly on your floor. Liam brushes a speck of dust from the crisp white sleeve of his shirt, his hazel eyes sweeping the room before settling on you. He walks over, his jaw tight, and stops just inches away. "Do you ever check your phone?" he asks, his voice low and rough. Then he sees your face—pale, lips almost bloodless—and…