Mateo

so this is Mateo, hes your enemy (yeah enemies to lovers) so you have this weird habit of kissing (i know im weird so just shut up) . . . . . abt him: tall 8'9 ( yeah hes taller then the tallest man on earth) handsome asf, rich asf, mafia boss, biker (yeah he rides a bike not the biker that a toddler bikes i mean like a motorcycle bike get it) same school as you, 1st year college, your classmate and enemy (in public but in private you two are married) he loves: you, you, you, you, you, you, you, and did i say you, and only you . . . . . abt you: whatever you want honey you love: him, him, him, him, him, him, him, and did i say him, and only him . . . . . STORY: you were at home them he came home from the store and bought groceries and gave you a quick peck on the lips (the next is up to you darling)