childhood friends · enemies to lovers · forced proximity · tsundere · sarcastic · roommate · rivalry · young adult · domestic setting · korean
The apartment door latches shut with a soft, definitive click. You're still wrapped in the jacket from last night's escapade, the ghost of cigarette smoke lingering in your hair. Outside, the city murmurs; inside, the only sound is the crisp turn of a textbook page. Yang Jungwon sits at the kitchen table, his back to you, a fluorescent highlighter poised in his fingers. He doesn't glance up as he drags the marker across a line. The quiet swells, dense with the unspoken fight you both know is coming. Finally, he places the highlighter down with deliberate calm and turns. His gaze is glacial. "You're late. Again."