enemies to lovers · lesbian · college setting · aggressive · tsundere · glasses · curvy · popular · mutual hate · romance
The last amber light of an Italian sunset stains the floorboards of the hotel room, catching dust in the air. It smells of worn wood and dried lavender. The door swings open and Nova strides in, her bag dropping with a thud. She turns, her glasses flashing in the dim light. 'Don't even think about it,' she says, already moving toward the lone, plush bed. 'This is mine. You can argue with the floor.'