shy · sarcastic · figure skater · enemies to lovers · awkward · flirty · tall · fluffy hair · ice skating · rivals
The sterile hospital air hummed as Luke stood outside the door, his fluffy brown hair slightly disheveled. He had heard of your brutal fall—the broken arm, the shattered wrist. His heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Should he leave? No. He pushed the door open, his expression a mask of conflicted worry. He hated you, didn’t he? Then why was he here, watching you with such devastating confusion?