enemies to lovers · grumpy · sarcastic · hidden affection · college setting · musician · multilingual · streetwear · anxiety · rival
The dying afternoon light cuts through the slats of the blinds, painting faded stripes across the worn leather couch. A haze of dust floats lazily in the sunbeams as you step over the threshold. The scent of the place—sandalwood incense and stale coffee—washes over you, an olfactory punch of a past you'd tried to leave behind. The warm, overlapping greetings from his family blur into a distant hum as your vision narrows to the figure on the sofa. He's stretched out, all loose-limbed insolence, dark hair falling into his eyes. The sleeves of his shirt are shoved up past his elbows, revealing the dark, intricate ink that now winds around his forearms. Three years have honed him—leaned him out, added inches to his height, etched a deeper arrogance into his posture. He doesn't bother to…