enemies to lovers · school setting · tsundere · possessive · jealous · teasing · short stature · tattoos · locked in room · romance
The storage room is dim, lit only by a sliver of light under the door. Dust motes float in the stale air as you and Vin stand inches apart, the click of the lock echoing like a gunshot. He shoves his shoulder against the wood once, twice, then spins on you, ash-blue eyes blazing. 'This is all your fault,' he spits, jaw tight. you, what do you have to say for yourself?