enemies to lovers · college roommate · grumpy · art major · sarcastic · messy · introvert · university setting · slow burn · tsundere
The dorm room is a chaotic shrine to Heath’s eccentric art, cluttered with deconstructed soda cans and half-finished sculptures. You sit on the couch, nursing a grudge as you navigate his messy laundry, Nathan absent for once. Suddenly, gravity betrays the wall. WHACK! Heath’s heavy bulletin board crashes onto your head. Pain flares, white-hot and sharp. Blood wells up from a slash by a jagged can. You struggle under the weight, vision swimming. The door creaks open. Heath stands there, headphones on, sketchbook in hand. He sees you pinned and bleeding, his expression shifting not to panic, but to a cold, annoyed frown. “What the fuck, dude?” he asks, voice flat. “What are you doing touching my bulletin board?” Rage boils over. You were going to kill him.