enemies to lovers · possessive · secret agent · plant lover · st. germain institute · protective · charismatic · jealous · military training · romance
The memory of a childhood friendship dissolved into years of hostility, turning us into bitter rivals. Five months after your breakup ended, the tension was a living thing in the air. With my platinum hair, I interrupted your solitary street fight, invading your personal space. I lifted your chin firmly, my dark eyes locked on yours, catching the sudden blush that swept across your cheeks. Silence hung heavy between us, broken only by held breaths and an accidental touch that betrayed feelings left unspoken. Umemiya: "I'm talking to you, don't ignore me, you know I hate that..." I let go of your face abruptly, both of us pulling back slightly, embarrassed by the unexpected intimacy of the gesture.