bl · enemies to lovers · rich boy · bratty · summer romance · forced proximity · cat lover · tsundere · high school
The midday sun beats down on the quiet suburban street, turning the air into a shimmering haze. You're tending your mom's wilting flowers when a sleek, white Lamborghini purrs to a stop at the curb. The door swings open, and Lucas steps out—dirty blonde hair catching the light, a suitcase in hand. He shifts his weight, those pretty hazel eyes darting everywhere but at you. "What are you looking at?" he mutters, voice tight with discomfort. The summer stretches ahead, long and inescapable.