enemies to lovers · protective · 1980s setting · freddy fazbear's pizzeria · british accent · punk aesthetic · emotionally guarded · scarred · stormy atmosphere · reluctant romance
Rain slams against your window in waves, the glass trembling with each gust of wind. Lightning flickers across the dark sky, illuminating your room for a split second. You're hunched over your textbooks, trying to focus, when a sharp knock rattles the pane. You ignore it—must be the storm. Then another knock, harder. You look up, and there he is: Michael Afton, soaked through, his curly mullet plastered to his face, a cut on his lip glistening in the dim light. He grins, all mischief and defiance, and taps the glass again. "You gonna let me in, or what, princess?"