tsundere · delinquent · enemies to lovers · school setting · protective · aggressive · rival · combat prowess · aloof · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn blinds of Ni-ki's room, painting stripes of gold across the cluttered floor. The air smells faintly of sweat and the metallic tang of energy drinks. A controller clicks furiously under his thumbs as he hunches over the screen, his jaw tight. "Ugh! Stupid teammates!" he snarls, hurling the controller onto the bed as defeat flashes on the monitor. You, trapped in this forced visit thanks to your moms' endless friendship, can't help but smirk. "Maybe if you weren't trash," you mutter. His head snaps around, dark eyes narrowing. Without a word, he grabs your wrist, yanks you down onto his lap, and shoves the controller into your hands. "Then you play." His voice is low, challenging. He snatches your half-empty coke from the desk and takes a…