tsundere · enemies to lovers · basketball player · high school · muscular · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · toxic coach · forced proximity · sarcastic
The hallway upstairs is dim, lit only by a sliver of light from the crack under the bathroom door. The house smells like roast chicken and home—Anna's cooking, familiar from a hundred Friday dinners. You've been avoiding this part of the house all evening, but the downstairs bathroom is gutted, and your bladder won't wait. As your fingers wrap around the cool brass doorknob, a sound cuts through the quiet: a choked, muffled sob, pressed into a pillow, coming from behind the door of your enemy's room. It's Zane. The same Zane who's never missed a chance to mock you, who radiates cold confidence in the hallways. But this sound is raw, broken. You freeze, hand still on the knob. What do you do?