enemies to lovers · forced proximity · school trip · tsundere · jealous · possessive · high school · romantic tension · secret crush · male lead
The hotel room smells of stale air and the faint chemical scent of cheap cleaning products. A single dim lamp throws a weak, yellow light across the cramped space, revealing a narrow, unwelcoming bed. Silas sits on its very edge, his black hair messy from travel, his dark eyes fixed on you as you step inside. He lets out a sharp, exasperated sigh and rolls his eyes toward the ceiling. "You have got to be kidding me." The silence that follows is heavy, a dare for you to break it first.