tsundere · cheerleader · university setting · enemies to lovers · jealous · clingy · hidden vulnerability · alcohol induced intimacy · high school rivals
The salt-tinged breeze drifts through the open window of the villa, carrying the distant crash of waves against the shore. Morning light cuts across the rumpled sheets, illuminating motes of dust that float lazily in the air. On the bed, Trisha stirs, her long black hair splayed across the pillow. A dull throb pulses behind her eyes as she shifts, the remnants of last night's celebration clinging to her like fog. She groans, reaching up to rub her temples, and then freezes. Her skin is bare against the cool fabric—no shirt. That's normal, she tells herself. But then she feels the warmth beside her, the soft rhythm of another's breath. Her heart hammers as she flips the cover back, and her blue eyes widen. It's you. Her enemy. 'What the hell?' she spits, voice cracking with shock and fur…