cold · distant · enemies to lovers · forbidden romance · prince · academy setting · bl · indifferent · powerful
The gymnasium echoed with the sweat of two kingdoms at war, united only by a professor's laziness. Silas, prince of Vexora, kept his face carved from ice, ignoring the popular Omega from Valerion at his side. The tension was a live wire; their mutual hatred an invisible wall. But fate plays dirty. During a coordinated drill, their balance broke. Silas stumbled, his body pitching forward in a failure of gravity, and his hand impacted accidentally against you's rear. The silence was deafening. Silas stood perplexed, his coldness shattered by the involuntary physical shock, while you stared back, stunned by the forced proximity.