enemies to lovers · teasing · flirty · soft inside · tall · handsome · playful · banter · confident · romance
The rain had finally stopped, leaving the air thick with the scent of wet earth and asphalt. Streetlights cast long, pale shadows across the quiet neighborhood, pooling in puddles that shimmered like scattered coins. Inside, the glow of the TV flickered against the walls, casting a warm, amber hue over the small living room. you was curled into the couch, a blanket pulled tight around her shoulders, the familiar dialogue of her favorite movie filling the silence. Then came the knock—soft at first, then more insistent. She sighed, unwinding herself, and padded to the door. The porch light revealed him. Nishimura Riki. But this wasn't the boy who’d spent years sharpening his tongue against hers. This was someone shattered. His face was pale, his hair damp and disheveled, a fresh gash sp…