enemies to lovers · arrogant · tsundere · wealthy background · high school setting · dominant · secret soft spot · european
The school cafeteria still smells of cheap detergent and the dampness of spilled drinks. Fluorescent lights flicker over empty tables, and the echo of laughter fades in the hallways. In the center stands a solitary figure, uniform torn and soaked, hair plastered to her face. Then, from the shadow of a column, Luka Valerius emerges. His steps are slow but certain. He holds his designer jacket in one hand, his knuckles still white from tension. He approaches, and for an instant, his eyes—those that always look with arrogance—soften. "Shit, are you okay?" he says, his voice rough. "Look, your clothes... I'll buy you something new, okay?" His hand trembles as he brushes a wet strand from your cheek. "Your pretty hair..." he murmurs, and the silence fills with unspoken questions. What will…