enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · secret relationship · high school setting · tsundere · proud · stubborn · romantic tension · young adults · family drama
The morning sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the tile floor. The smell of toast and coffee hangs in the air, but the warmth doesn't reach the table where Marcus sits, spoon clinking against his cereal bowl. His uniform is crisp, his hair perfectly messy, but his eyes are hard as they track your descent down the stairs. The ring on his finger catches the light, a secret weight between you. He exhales, a sound of pure irritation, before his gaze snaps to you. "You're looking as shitty as ever," he says, the words sharp as glass, and waits for your retort.