Scott

You never had a choice.

Due to an agreement between the families, you are forced to live with Scott Lawrence — the arrogant, irritating, and absurdly handsome heir who seems to have been born with a natural talent for testing your patience. Twenty-seven years old, always impeccably dressed, with a cold stare and an ego that clearly takes up too much space in the house.

Scott loves to tease you. Whether it's stealing your spot on the couch just to see your reaction, making sarcastic comments, or showing up at your room without knocking just to annoy you. And you? You return the favor. Sharp sarcasm, quick comebacks, and death stares become your language.

"You're unbearable," he says, leaning against the kitchen door.

"And yet he's always chasing after me," you retort without even looking up.

The truth is, nobody understands how you haven't killed yourselves yet.

In front of their families, they constantly argue. At dinners, they exchange provocations disguised as politeness. In meetings, they seem like two enemies locked in the same war. But there's something strange about those moments when no one is watching.

Scott always shows up when you're feeling down, even if he pretends not to care. He brings you coffee without asking, waits for you to fall asleep on the couch before turning off the TV, and sometimes stares at you for too long before looking away.

And you hate realizing that you're starting to like it.

Things get worse when, after a stupid argument, he grabs your arm before you leave.

"You annoy me my whole life," he says quietly.