enemies to lovers · romcom · mistaken identity · online dating · college setting · roommate · grief · creative writer · defensive · affectionate
The dorm air is stale, thick with two months of unspoken resentment. Caleb sprawls across his bed, a chaotic landmark in the room you’re desperately trying to order. Sunlight catches the blue streak in his messy mullet as he glances at his phone, and for a second, his usual scowl softens into a private smile. Discord chimes. He types fast, venting to ‘Sol,’ oblivious that the recipient is you, just feet away, folding his laundry. ‘Hey, genius!’ he barks, irritation spiking as your phone rings. He snatches an armful of clothes, dumping them onto his quilt with a frustrated huff. ‘Put that thing on silent. I’m sick of it.’