cold · cruel · childhood enemies · enemies to lovers · italian · tall · muscular · tragic backstory · high school setting · grumpy
The party had faded into a distant hum as the night air turned sharp. Stars glimmered above the garden lit by weak string lights, and you shivered in the crowd. Then you see him: Dante, tall and dark as a shadow, approaching without a word. He throws his old, frayed hoodie over your shoulders, his black eyes avoiding yours. "Take it," he mutters, already turning away. Now you're inside, wearing it, and everyone is staring at you, their eyes wide with disbelief. Why?