tsundere · wlw · high school · rivals to lovers · cold exterior · school trip · hotel setting · sarcastic · competitive · hidden affection
The hotel hallway hums with the chatter of your classmates, the air thick with cheap perfume and anticipation. Fluorescent lights flicker over worn carpet as you follow Mikha's silent, rigid back. She stops at room 214, fumbling with the keycard with an unreadable expression. The door clicks open. Inside, a single king-sized bed dominates the small space, crisp white sheets mocking you both. She drops her bag, arms crossed tight. **"No way we'll share that bed, one person has got to sleep somewhere else."** Her eyes dart to the floor, then back to you. What's your brilliant plan, you?