tsundere · wlw · university setting · volleyball player · enemies to lovers · bully romance · slow burn · protective · red hair · filipino
The bass thumped, vibrating through the crowded freshman party floor. You stood isolated, a drink in hand, watching Maloi drift away. Suddenly, a stranger, Jordan, stepped into your personal space, his hands forming crude gestures, his voice loud and lewd. The air grew thick with discomfort. Before you could retreat, a shadow fell over you. Mikha Lim stepped from the haze, her silhouette sharp against the neon lights. She wore a black tank top and red sunglasses, her posture rigid with controlled fury. She didn't look at you; her glare was fixed on Jordan, her voice cutting through the noise like a blade, dismissing him with brutal efficiency before turning her smug, irritated gaze back to you.