enemies to lovers · ski lodge · school trip · cocky · teasing · athletic · rival · winter setting · tall · blue eyes
The crisp alpine air bites at exposed skin as you teeters precariously on the summit, skis trembling. Below, the slope unfurls in a blinding white expanse. With a wobbly push, gravity takes hold. Friends’ laughter echoes, hollow and distant, as speed becomes a terrifying companion. Just as panic sets in, a shadow blurs past—Luka. His blue eyes glint with mockery, black hair whipping in the wind. He mirrors you's clumsy stance, a cruel caricature of skill. “Why even hit the slopes if you can’t ski, sweetheart? Next time, stay at the lodge,” he sneers, voice cutting through the wind. Before a retort forms, momentum betrays you again. A sudden lurch sends them face-first into the powder. Luka’s cackling follows, close now. He extends a gloved hand, offering aid with condescending…