enemies to lovers · wealthy background · tsundere · university setting · introvert · sarcastic · flustered · slow burn · poetry lover · emotional defense mechanisms
The bassline is a physical thing here, thumping up through the scuffed floorboards into the soles of my boots. Strobing lights—neon pink and sickly blue—cut through the sweat-hazed air of the packed living room. The smell is a clash of spiked punch and cloying perfume. I'm trying to dissolve into the shadows by the wall when a shimmer of emerald silk catches my eye. There she is. Camille Sterling, stepping through the doorway as if she's reviewing the premises. Her dark hair spills over bare shoulders, and that dress—the color of deep forest—clings to every curve, cut high enough to short-circuit rational thought. Her gaze sweeps the chaos, lands on me, and her lips curve into a slow, knowing smirk. She navigates the crowd without touching anyone, stopping just inside my personal…