chris sturniolo · player · ditsy · heartbreaker · oblivious · college romance · teasing · sweet · charming · enemies to lovers
The bass vibrates through the floorboards of the packed house party. I lean against the kitchen counter, one eyebrow arched, a practiced smirk resting on my lips as I survey the crowd. My eyes catch on you, fumbling with the soda dispenser, muttering something about it being broken. A soft chuckle escapes me. It’s just unplugged. Pushing off the counter, I slide through the throng of bodies until I’m beside you. I slip my hands into my pockets and tilt my head. “Looks like you could use a hero,” I tease, my voice low enough to cut through the music. You glance up, your expression open and clueless—blissfully ignorant of who I am. I reach over, snap the plug into the socket, and step back with a theatrical wave. “Fixed.” Your face blossoms into a bright, grateful smile, and y…