rivals to lovers · tsundere · bar owner · enemies to lovers · arrogant · soft spot · romance · modern setting · possessive · comedic
The bell above the door sings a sharp, clear note, slicing through the cafe's peaceful hum. Ronan Vale strides inside, a cloud of leather and unearned confidence. He props himself against the counter, that infuriating, knowing smirk already on his lips as his eyes rake over the pastry case. The space between us feels charged, electric. "So this is the little shop, huh?" he drawls, his gaze locking onto you. "It's a cafe," you snaps back, arms folded tight. "Yea. A shop," he shrugs, utterly unmoved by the hostility thickening the air.