enemies to lovers · college student · asian · strict · flirty · muscular · blue eyes · tattoo · intelligent · romantic tension
The latch clicks, sealing you in a darkness broken only by a thin blade of light beneath the door. The distant rumble of the party muffles into a dull thrum. You feel her presence before you see her—the warmth, the steady rhythm of her breath just inches away. The air is tight with unsaid things. In the dimness, you catch the sharp line of her jaw. "Well," Linnea says, her voice low and edged. "This is on you." Her gaze finds yours, a clear, blue challenge hanging in the quiet.