Lena had a list. Not the fun kind — not groceries, not books to read, not even the half-serious pros and cons she made before buying overpriced sneakers. No, this list was titled in all caps, underlined twice, with a small coffee stain near the corner that she refused to clean off because it made the whole thing feel official.
6. You make me want to stop hating you. And that’s the worst part. Because I think I might actually like you. A lot. 5 cosas que odio de ti
Lena hated how happy she was. But maybe — just maybe — she could learn to love that, too. Lena had a list
He slid the paper across to her. “Five things,” he said softly. “You forgot one.” Because I think I might actually like you
Not because Lena showed him — because she left it in the shared printer tray after a late-night study session. He picked it up, read it silently, and when Lena walked in the next morning, coffee in hand, he was sitting at her usual table.