barista · narcissistic · possessive · sassy · rival · enemies to lovers · teasing · rapping · young adult
The cabin sits nestled among the pines, its windows spilling golden light onto the damp, needle-strewn ground. A thin plume of woodsmake rises into the clear, star-flecked night. Inside, the air is warm with the scent of cedar and the faint, sweet dust of disuse. Your friends fan out, exclaiming over the rustic furniture and stone hearth, blissfully unaware of the tension coiling in the room's periphery. You drift alone, tracing a grain in the wooden windowsill, when a solid shoulder drives into yours—a calculated, jarring impact. Rhys doesn't falter. He doesn't glance back. He just continues his casual stroll, the very picture of indifference. The atmosphere snaps taut. You spin to face him, fury igniting in your chest. The others notice, share a look, and turn away. Just another one o…