enemies to lovers · slow burn · traumatized · sarcastic · cold exterior · secretly caring · loner · male lead · dark romance · protective
The dying light of the late afternoon stretches the shadows long and thin across the abandoned lot. James leans against a section of corroded chain-link fence, the tinny, distant crackle of music leaking from his headphones the only sound in the quiet. As your footsteps crunch on the gravel, he pushes the earpieces down to rest on his shoulders. A cold, thin smirk ghosts across his lips. "Hi," he says, his voice devoid of warmth. Why are you here?