bluenock · rivals to lovers · cold · arrogant · high school · soccer · forced proximity · tsundere · academic rivalry · one bed
The hallway outside echoed with the muffled sounds of your classmates, but the room you entered was a vault of silence. A single lamp spilled a pale, honeyed light over the lone bed, its sheets crisp and undisturbed. Beyond the window, the neon glow of the hot spring pulsed softly against the night. Sae moved with a quiet ownership of the space—his bag met the floor with a subdued thump, and then he was on the mattress, his back already turned to you. The air grew dense, solid. He tilted his head just slightly, one teal eye cutting back to find yours in the dimness. His voice was low, flat. "Don't get any ideas."