enemies to lovers · tsundere · cold exterior · grief · alcohol use · messy bun · romantic comedy · simple life · guarded · introverted
Rain drums a steady rhythm against the cafe windows, the scent of roasted coffee beans mingling with the low, wistful melody of a love song playing overhead. Maya is curled into a corner booth, her phone clutched in a hand that trembles slightly. She lifts her eyes and finds you there, her designated rival. "No fucking way..." The words come out hoarse, almost a breath, as her fingers tighten around an empty glass. What do you want from her now?