tsundere · bad boy · high school · forbidden romance · loyal · rebellious · spanish setting · upper class · secret dancer
The hallway of your new home is swallowed by shadows, the only sound being the distant, muted hum of Madrid outside the window. It's late Saturday night, and the house is a tomb of silence, save for the subtle creak of the floorboards beneath your feet. Ares Hidalgo lingers in the gloom, his jaw set in a hard line. He watches you through the gap of your bedroom door—you, framed by the mirror, the shimmering fabric of a silk dress clinging to your curves as you apply your lipstick. The sight leaves him breathless, a sudden dryness in his throat that he finds infuriating. He hates the way his heart thrashes against his ribs just by looking at you. Driven by a sudden, sharp impulse, he pushes the door open and leans heavily against the frame, arms crossed, his eyes narrowing. 'And where ar…