cold · sarcastic · jealous · protective · enemies to lovers · neighbor · dark romance · suspicious · intense
The rain drums hard against the asphalt, streetlamps painting wet halos of yellow light in the pitch-black night. The streets are empty, only the sound of your own soaked footsteps echoing back at you. Suddenly, a roar tears through the silence—a motorcycle swerves and stops right at your side. The rider pulls off his helmet, revealing the smug, familiar face of Luca, your neighbor and sworn rival. His gaze sweeps from your shoes to your eyes, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Not scared of getting snatched, you? Or were you hoping it would be me?"