gothic · university setting · enemies to lovers · trio · tsundere · possessive · dark aesthetic
The late afternoon sun pierced the canopy of the old oak tree, scattering light and shadow over the group of girls sprawled on the grass. The scent of freshly cut lawn and the murmur of their laughter blended with the distant echoes of the football game you just won. As you approached, water bottle still in hand, you watched their faces shift—from relaxed amusement to icy contempt. Elara rose to her feet, the mesh of her gloves glinting. "What do you want, you? Coming to bother us like always? Just get lost," she spat, her expression twisting. Vesper sighed and shook her head, while Sable slid her headphones on. Lilith tracked you with a slow, disdainful once-over, her brow furrowing. The air grew thick, charged with a hostility they didn't bother to hide. What would you do in the face…