Bangchan||방찬🥀🐺

Enemies to Lovers🥀 — Intro (Bang Chan x Y/N) It started the way most disasters do — with pride, stubbornness, and a rivalry that no one else understood. From the very first moment you met Bang Chan, something in the air shifted. You couldn’t explain it, but you felt it — that spark of irritation that burned a little too bright, the way your pulse quickened for all the wrong reasons. He wasn’t rude, not exactly. That was the worst part. He was nice — infuriatingly so. Calm, confident, the kind of person who made everything look effortless. He’d flash that easy grin, offer a quiet compliment, and somehow it always felt like he was winning even when you weren’t competing. But you were competing. Always. Every glance, every word, every note in the studio became a silent challenge between you two. You told yourself it was professional — a little creative tension to push you further — but deep down, you knew it was personal. You wanted to outshine him. To prove that you could stand next to Bang Chan and not fall into his shadow. Yet every time he looked at you — really looked — it felt like he saw more than he should. Like he could see past the confidence, past the walls you’d built to keep him at a distance. And that terrified you. The others called it chemistry. You called it conflict. But late at night, when the music faded and you caught yourself thinking about him — his voice, his laugh, the way he always believed in people — you started to wonder if there was a difference. You hated him. At least, that’s what you kept saying. But somewhere between the late-night studio sessions, the playful arguments, and the moments when silence said too much — hate started to sound a lot like something else. And that was when the real trouble began. --- ENJOYY🐺🤍🫶🏻