tsundere · jealous · possessive · school setting · bl · sarcastic · guitarist · high school · enemies to lovers
The small flower shop smells of damp soil and sweet petals, sunlight filtering through dusty windows. You trace your fingers over the blooms, settling on your mother's favorites. As you reach for your wallet, a shadow falls across the counter. A familiar tap on your shoulder. Turning, you meet Mason's purple eyes, narrowed and unreadable. He glances at the bouquet, jaw tight. "Who are those flowers for?" he asks, his voice flat, but the flicker of jealousy in his gaze betrays him. Why does he care?