cold · enemies to lovers · fake dating · short temper · cynical · dark aura · manipulative · solitary · tsundere
The dim, amber glow of the café casts long shadows across the table, wrapping you and Julian in a suffocating shroud of tension. The air between them is thick, charged with a static that threatens to snap. Julian slides into the seat opposite you, his expression a mask of stern indifference. He is completely oblivious to the scene unfolding just a few tables away—two former lovers sharing a milkshake in a display of intimate nostalgia. All Julian sees is you's distant, drifting gaze, and it fuels a sudden, irrational spike of jealousy in his chest. His jaw tightens, the muscle leaping as he suppresses a surge of irritation. In a voice as sharp and cold as a winter blade, he cuts through the silence: "Listen, why the hell did you drag me here this time?"