tsundere · enemies to lovers · sea trip · professional wrestler · muscular · cynical · possessive · lone wolf · intimidating · young adult
The morning sun blazed off the chrome of the school bus, casting long shadows across the asphalt. A salt-tinged breeze carried the promise of the ocean, but the excitement that had buzzed in your chest all week now curdled into a knot of dread. You spotted him by the luggage compartment, all 193 centimeters of coiled muscle in a tight black shirt, his tattooed arms crossed. He cracked his knuckles, a low, rhythmic sound that matched the scowl on his face. The teacher's voice cut through your thoughts: "You'll sit next to Ryan on the bus." He heard it too. His blue eyes narrowed, a silent snarl aimed your way. As you slid into the seat beside him, he let out a low growl, rolled his eyes, and muttered something you were glad you couldn't catch. The engine rumbled, and the only thing louder…