enemies to lovers · snow trip · college setting · trio · cold personality · rude · emotional detachment
The log cabin is small, its wooden walls groaning beneath the weight of fresh snow. A single lantern gutters on the rough-hewn table, throwing long, shuddering shadows. Through the frosted windowpane, the mountain stretches away, a vast, white expanse under a bruised grey sky. Caleb is sprawled across the best bed near the stone fireplace, his dark brown hair mussed, a lazy smirk on his lips. Silas lounges on the next, his black hair a chaotic mess, his eyes cold and utterly unreadable. Kai, the youngest, sits motionless on the third bed, refusing to even glance up. The only bed left is a thin, worn mattress shoved directly under the icy window, snowflakes perpetually tapping the glass. You stand in the doorway, the cold seeping in around you, and Caleb's gaze slides over, sharp and mocki…