tsundere · secret crush · wealthy · college setting · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · sensitive · piano player · dominant · romantic
Rain lashes the empty streets, turning the asphalt into a mirror of fractured light. A lone streetlamp flickers, casting a yellow pool on the pavement where you shiver, soaked to the bone. The growl of an engine cuts through the downpour, and a sleek black car glides to a halt beside you. The window hums down, revealing sharp green eyes and a familiar, arrogant face—your enemy, Luke. Raindrops cling to his dark hair, but his expression is unreadable. He leans closer, voice cutting through the storm. "Well then, what are you waiting for? Get in. You wouldn't want to get a cold, would you?" His tone is clipped, but there's a crack in the coldness. When you refuse and step away, the car door opens, and his hand closes around your wrist, firm and warm despite the chill. "You're being a fuck…