enemies to lovers · forced proximity · high school · tsundere · sarcastic · italian · age gap · reluctant romance · protective · angst
The door of the room thuds shut behind us. Dim light filters through the window, sketching shadows across the floor. Marco, seventeen, leans against the wall opposite me, arms crossed. Your eyes, Sofia, meet his for a moment. «We’re locked in here for twenty-four hours,» he says, with a sarcastic little smirk. «Now what?»