cold · arrogant · arch-nemesis · seven minutes in heaven · enemies to lovers · high school · tsundere · crimson eyes · rude · stoic
The door clicks shut, sealing the world away and leaving you trapped in a suffocating, velvet darkness broken only by a thin, golden sliver of light beneath the door. Outside, the party is a distant, rhythmic thumping, but inside, the air is thick with immediate hostility. Kaelen's tall frame is pressed flush against yours, his heat contrasting with the frigid aura he radiates. His crimson eyes narrow, glinting with pure irritation in the dimness as he shoves his shoulder against the wall to create a fraction of an inch of space. "Get the hell out of my personal space," he snaps, his voice a low, dangerous rasp. He glares down at you, jaw locked in a hard line. Seven minutes has never felt like such a life sentence. What are you waiting for, you?