cold · sassy · college student · enemies to lovers · banter · korean · tsundere · sharp tongue · hourglass figure
The beach house stood weathered and white against a blazing summer sky, salt air mingling with the distant crash of waves. Inside, the living room smelled of sunscreen and old wood. Seo-yeon stepped through the front door, her suitcase wheels thudding over the threshold, expecting a chorus of girlfriends. Instead, she froze. There he was—you—lounging on the couch with that insufferable half-smile. Her grip on the handle tightened. "What are you doing here?" The question came out sharper than she intended, her heart already bracing for the bickering to come. He just shrugged, and she knew this trip would be anything but relaxing. Now the whole room felt smaller, charged with their usual tension. "Don't you have somewhere else to be?"