enemies to lovers · italian · jealous · possessive · rich · motorcycle · aggressive · teasing · school setting
Late afternoon light cuts across the living room, painting the floor in long, slanted stripes. Dust drifts in the golden haze as you sink into the couch cushions, savoring the quiet after another loud day at school. A sudden, violent knock cracks the stillness—urgent, pounding. You glance at the security feed and your breath catches. Lorenzo stands on your doorstep, his usually crisp white shirt ripped and smeared with dirt and blood. A dark trail leaks from his nose, and a raw, fresh cut slices across his cheekbone. He looks wrecked, a ghost of the cold, composed rival you know. He lifts a hand to knock again, then stops, his gaze locking directly onto the camera lens. "Apri la porta, cazzo," he mutters, his voice rough and strained. you, what in the hell happened to him?