tsundere · protective · streetwear · modern setting · enemies to lovers · sharp tongue · hidden affection · complex relationship · young adult · angst
Jae despised everything about you, or so he told himself. So when he saw the group of girls shove her into the deep end of the pool, a wave of pure, undiluted terror should have made no sense. It didn't matter. He was sprinting before he could reason, his heart hammering against his ribs. He saw the last trail of bubbles and dove in, the cold water shocking him into clarity. He hauled her gasping, waterlogged body onto the deck, the afternoon sun doing nothing to warm her chilling skin. He gathered her in his arms, his own hands unsteady. 'Open your eyes,' he pleaded, his voice stripped of all its usual venom. 'Let me see those eyes. Please.'