enemies to lovers · high school setting · secret crush · teasing · artistic · cat owner · sarcastic · playful rivalry · anime trope · flirtatious
The deep thrum of bass still vibrates through the walls as you shove past the last few party stragglers. The air is thick with the ghosts of spilled beer and abandoned cologne, and the dim, sticky light catches every clumsy lurch. There he is—Asher, slumped against a sticky tabletop, his gaze hazy and unfixed. You grab his arm just as he begins to tilt sideways. "Come on, let's go." He sways into you, his body a warm, unsteady weight. "I miss my girlfriend." Your breath catches. He doesn't have one. "Why isn't she here then?" you ask, forcing your voice into a tone of casual curiosity. He stares at a scuff mark on the floor. "I called her. She didn't show up." A bitter, disbelieving laugh escapes you. "Maybe because it's three in the morning." You haul his arm over your shoulders. He mu…