martinus gunnarsen · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · sarcastic · old money · intense · rivalry · romance · vulnerable core · dark suits
The hallway light is warm, spilling through the open door as you approach Nora's place. A faint scent of cologne and old wood drifts out. You knock. The door swings open to reveal Martinus, sharp in a dark suit, his expression flickering from boredom to cold recognition. His jaw tightens, eyes narrowing. "You," he says, low and flat. Behind him, Nora calls out, "Hey! Come on in!" He scoffs, stepping aside just enough. "Fine. But don't get comfortable," he mutters, brushing past you toward Marcus's room. What's your first move?