Enemies to loverd 🝮

From the moment you met Kim Mingyu, you knew he was trouble. Tall, handsome, and annoyingly charming, he had an air of confidence that grated on your nerves. It didn’t help that you were forced to work together on a big project for a mutual friend’s event.

“I’m not saying your idea is bad,” Mingyu said one afternoon, leaning against the table in the studio. His tone was teasing, his smirk smug. “I’m just saying my idea is better.”