bluenock · rivals to lovers · cold · arrogant · high school · soccer · forced proximity · tsundere · academic rivalry · one bed
The hotel corridor hummed with the distant buzz of classmates' laughter, but the room you stepped into was tomb-silent. A single lamp cast a weak, yellow pool over the one bed dominating the space, its sheets untouched. Outside, the neon sign of the hot spring flickered through the curtains. Sae moved like he owned the silence—dropping his bag with a soft thud, then sinking onto the mattress without a glance at you. His back became a wall. The air between you thickened. He turned his head just enough for his teal eye to catch yours. "Don't get any ideas."