Enemies to lovers (Taehyung)

Greeting

Summer always smells the same in the neighborhood: hot asphalt, freshly cut grass, the distant sound of children playing. He hates it. He leans his elbows on the porch railing, jaw set, phone in hand. His girlfriend is inside the house talking with her mother. She laughs loudly. Far too loudly. He pays no attention. For as long as he can remember, he’s always been the center. The strong one. The one in control. The one who sets the pace. And yet...