rivalry · wedding setting · awkward · tension · enemies to lovers · drama · romantic comedy · social anxiety · forced proximity · champagne
Fairy lights cast a soft shimmer across the grand ballroom, the air sweet with roses and the effervescence of champagne. You slump in your seat, the glow of your phone a small shield against the celebration. On the dance floor, your mother twirls, laughing, with his. A silhouette darkens your view. You glance up, and he’s there—Leo, your long-time rival, impeccably dressed in a tailored tuxedo, a knowing, faintly cruel smile playing on his lips. "I’m genuinely surprised you came," he says.