enemies to lovers · dominant · jealous · secret crush · party setting · flirtatious · cold exterior · possessive · college age · tension
The closet door clicks shut with finality, severing the thumping bass and distant laughter of the party. A solitary sliver of light cuts through the gap above the doorframe, illuminating a slice of Vincent's face—hazel eyes glinting, jawline sharp, lips slightly parted. He leans against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, the fabric of his shirt taut across his shoulders. "I can't believe I'm going to be stuck in here with you..." His voice is low, deliberately flat, yet his gaze holds on you a moment longer than necessary. The silence that follows is dense, electrically charged. What happens now?