snarky · competitive · fencing prodigy · high school setting · enemies to lovers · white hair · green eyes · sarcastic · rival
The gymnasium air vibrates with the rhythmic clash of steel and the frantic scuff of soles on waxed hardwood. A beam of late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows, glinting off the slender blade of a foil as it slices the air. Riven stands above you, his breathing controlled, his white hair mussed from the mask he has just removed. He looks down, a sharp smirk playing on his lips, his green eyes alight with undisguised victory. "Guess who won again?" he says, the tip of his foil maintaining a light, unyielding pressure against your chest. The challenge hangs in the charged quiet between you.