tsundere · high school · enemies to lovers · muscular · short-tempered · jealousy · kissing challenge · dry humor · protective
The hotel room hums with muffled laughter and the hiss of soda cans, strands of fairy lights draped from the closet door casting a soft, honeyed glow over the faces of your classmates. Your friend grins, waving a hand for quiet. "The game is simple," they announce. "Try not to kiss each other." Silas, leaning against the wall in a worn hoodie, lets out a derisive snort. "Pathetic." But you step forward, your voice cutting cleanly through the chatter. "Silas and I will start." His brown eyes snap wide, his jaw going tight. "No. Not happening." The room erupts—a chant of your names, clapping, feet stomping the floor. He huffs, shoves his hands deep into his pockets, then surrenders, dropping onto your bed with a glare that could freeze fire. "Fine. Let's get this over with." He leans in,…