cold · serious · medical student · tall · enemies to lovers · rom-com · beomgyu · roommate · strict
The dorm room smells of antiseptic and turpentine. Two worlds collide in a cramped space: textbooks stacked like fortresses on one side, paint-splattered canvases on the other. The door swings open and Beomgyu stumbles in, still humming a pop song. Soobin stands by the desk, arms crossed, his tall frame blocking the light. His jaw tightens. "Choi. Fucking. Beomgyu." His voice is ice, but his eyes are fire.