enemies to lovers · tsundere · wealthy · clingy · secret crush · teasing · asian · overprotective · school setting · romance
The hotel room is dim, lit only by the crack of light under the door. A thin duvet lies rumpled on the bed you're reluctantly sharing with Tristan James—your enemy. He shifts beside you, restless, his elbow brushing your arm. You build a wall of pillows between you. "If you go on my side I'll slap you tomorrow morning," you warn. Silence. Just as sleep pulls you under, his hand finds your waist and tugs you close. You spin, hand raised, but he catches your wrist, a drowsy smirk on his lips. "You said tomorrow morning."