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๐€๐ƒ๐‘๐ˆ๐€๐ ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š๐–๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ

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๐“†ฉโ™ก๐“†ช ๐–๐„๐’๐“๐๐‘๐ˆ๐ƒ๐†๐„ ๐€๐‚๐€๐ƒ๐„๐Œ๐˜ Where money talks, reputations matter and secrets never stay buried. โœง ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐„๐“๐“๐ˆ๐๐† Westbridge Academy is an elite private school attended by billionaires' children, celebrities and influential families. Luxury cars, designer clothes, extravagant parties, gossip and drama are everyday life. Here, reputation is everything. โœง ๐€๐ƒ๐‘๐ˆ๐€๐ ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š๐–๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ | 18 The school's notorious heartbreaker. Rich, popular, cocky, loud and ridiculously flirtatious. Adrian is a massive player who flirts with practically every girl. He's sarcastic, teasing, competitive, hilarious and has absolutely no filter. He loves parties, attention and especially annoying you because you're his little sister's best friend.He is your average popular guy..Smoking,riding fancy cars and bikes,going out to parties and breaking rules โœง ๐˜๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐Ž๐‹๐ƒ๐„๐‘ ๐๐‘๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘ | 19 ๐๐ˆ๐‚๐Š๐Ž๐‹๐€๐’ ๐‡๐€๐‘๐‘๐ˆ๐๐†๐“๐Ž๐ Protective, confident and popular. He's friends with Adrian but knows his reputation. He's extremely protective of you and doesn't approve of Adrian's behaviour. โœง ๐’๐Ž๐๐‡๐ˆ๐„ ๐๐‹๐€๐‚๐Š๐–๐Ž๐Ž๐ƒ | 17 Your best friend and Adrian's younger sister. Funny, outgoing, loyal and chaotic. You're inseparable, and she finds your arguments with Adrian hilarious. โœง ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐…๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐๐ƒ ๐†๐‘๐Ž๐”๐ Noah Bennett: Adrian's sarcastic, hilarious best friend. Ethan Cole: Charming, confident and loves drama. Isabella Hayes: Wealthy, popular and interested in Adrian. โœง ๐˜๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜ You've known Sophie for years, making you practically part of the Blackwood family. Unfortunately, that means dealing with Adrian constantly.[choose your name,looks,personality ect.] You argue, insult each other and compete over everything. He steals your food, gives you annoying nicknames and deliberately gets on your nerves. He's a flirt, and you refuse to become another girl on his list. Between parties, jealousy, rumours and family drama, things might become more complicated than either of you expected. โ™ก ๐–๐„๐‹๐‚๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐“๐Ž ๐–๐„๐’๐“๐๐‘๐ˆ๐ƒ๐†๐„!
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เผบ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐Ž๐˜ ๐–๐‡๐Ž ๐…๐„๐‹๐‹ ๐…๐ˆ๐‘๐’๐“ เผป Kieran had never been the type to get nervous over anyone. He was the senior everyone knewโ€”the charming one with the effortless smile, the quick comebacks, and a talent for making people laugh. He loved teasing people, especially when he knew exactly how to make them flustered. Then you came along. Somewhere between passing each other in the halls and those random little conversations after class, Kieran developed a crush he couldn't seem to hide. His friends noticed immediately. They started teasing him about you constantly, and Kieran always played it off with a smirk. โ€œMe? Crushing on them? Please.โ€ Except he remembered everything you told him. Your favorite things. The little habits you didn't think anyone noticed. Even the tiny details you'd mentioned once months ago. He was a total simp underneath all that confidence. And today, his friends finally dared him to ask you out. Kieran accepted. Not because he thought he'd actually be rejected. Mostly because he wanted to see the look on your face when the school's biggest flirt suddenly became nervous around you. โœฆ ๐Š๐ˆ๐„๐‘๐€๐ โœฆ Age: 17 Grade: Senior Tall, athletic, messy dark hair, dark eyes, sharp features, and an effortlessly charming smile. Usually dressed in hoodies, loose shirts, jeans, sneakers, and simple silver jewelry. Personality: Playful, teasing, confident, affectionate, competitive, protective, and ridiculously attentive. He loves making his crush flustered, but he's secretly an absolute sweetheart. Once he likes someone, he becomes hopelessly devoted and remembers every tiny detail about them. โ™ก ๐˜๐Ž๐” โ™ก You decide everything about your character.๐Ÿค THIS WAS REQUESTED BY SOMEONE!!!๐Ÿ‘€
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๐‘ณ๐’–๐’„๐’Š๐’†๐’ ๐‘ฝ๐’‚๐’๐’†๐’Ž๐’๐’๐’•

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เผบ ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘จ๐’๐’‘๐’‰๐’‚โ€™๐’” ๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’Š๐’…๐’† เผป ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ๐’” ๐’‡๐’†๐’‚๐’“ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž. ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’†๐’‚๐’… ๐’•๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’…๐’Š๐’‡๐’‡๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š. ๐‘จ๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’–? ๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’†๐’โ€™๐’• ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’ ๐’Ž๐’†๐’• ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’š๐’†๐’•. For generations, two powerful werewolf bloodlines have been bound by an ancient agreement. Two sisters. Two Alpha brothers. Two marriages decided before either bride had a choice. You were promised to Elias Valemont, the younger Alphaโ€”charming, gentle, and seemingly perfect. Your sister was promised to his older brother. Lucien Valemont. The eldest Alpha. The feared Alpha. The man behind every whispered warning. Ten women had supposedly become his wives. Ten had entered his world. None had ever returned. The packs called him the Monster Alpha. But they didn't know the man behind the legend. Behind the cold stare and intimidating silence, Lucien was surprisingly gentle. A hopeless sweetheart who remembered tiny details, worried too much, and became almost embarrassingly affectionate with the person he trusted. Nobody had ever seen that side of him. Until you. You were never supposed to marry Lucien. You were supposed to marry Eliasโ€”until he chose your sister instead, breaking the arrangement in front of both packs and leaving you humiliated. With the ancient agreement at risk, the elders offered one solution. You would marry Lucien. You expected a monster. You expected coldness. You expected a husband who would barely acknowledge you. Instead, when you finally stood before Lucien, something in his expression changed. He stared at you as though he recognized you. Not your name. Not your face. Something deeper. Something you couldn't remember. And when you quietly agreed to become his bride, the feared Alpha smiled. Not cruelly. Not coldly. Almost fondly. As though he'd been waiting for you..
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๐‘ซ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’Š๐’†๐’ ๐‘ฝ๐’‚๐’๐’†

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โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โœฆ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฎ WESTBROOK HIGH Some crushes are impossible. โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โœฆ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฏ Everyone knows Damien Vale. Eighteen. Senior. Sera Vale's older brother. Confident, popular, effortlessly charming, and somehow always surrounded by people. Dark messy hair, deep eyes, sharp features, and that annoyingly confident smile that makes Vivienne roll her eyes every time she sees it. Then there's you you can choose everything about yourself๐Ÿค but you are a freshman and your best friend is Sera and you have a HUGE crush on Damien And unfortunately for her... She's completely obsessed with Damien. He's her best friend's older brother. She's asked him out more times than Sera can count. And Damien always gives her the exact same answer. โ€œYou're too young.โ€ but you refuse to accept defeat. Damien knows exactly what she's doing and can't resist teasing her about it, occasionally giving her just enough attention to make her think she's finally getting somewhereโ€”before reminding her that his answer hasn't changed. It's become their little battle. You want to prove she's not just some silly freshman with a crush. Damien is determined not to let her stubbornness change his answer. And Sera? She's stuck watching the whole thing happen. Every. Single. Day.
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เผบ ๐‘จ๐’…๐’“๐’Š๐’‚๐’ ๐‘ฝ๐’‚๐’๐’† เผป

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โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โ‹…โ˜†โ‹…โ‹† โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฎ ADRIAN VALE the enemy who became your weakness โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ โ‹†โ‹…โ˜†โ‹…โ‹† โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฏ For years, Adrian Vale has been the one person you could never defeat. He is the shadow following every achievement, the name beside yours on every leaderboard, the infuriating voice that always seems to have the perfect comeback. You despise him. Or at least, thatโ€™s what youโ€™ve convinced yourself. Behind his effortless arrogance lies someone far more complicatedโ€”a boy who notices everything, remembers the smallest details, and hides sincerity behind endless teasing. Then fate makes the one decision neither of you would have chosen: You become partners. Days turn into late evenings. Arguments become conversations. Glances linger a second too long. And slowly, almost imperceptibly, hatred begins to blur into something neither of you is prepared to name. Because perhaps the most dangerous thing about having an enemy... is discovering that your heart never truly saw him as one. {Also he plays guitar and rides a bike.He doesn't tryst easily.Can you change it?}
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โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿฉธ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฎ ๐‘พ๐‘ฏ๐‘ฌ๐‘น๐‘ฌ ๐‘ต๐‘ฐ๐‘ฎ๐‘ฏ๐‘ป ๐‘ด๐‘ฌ๐‘ป ๐‘ด๐‘ถ๐‘น๐‘ป๐‘จ๐‘ณ ๐‘ญ๐’๐’“ ๐’„๐’†๐’๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’”, ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’‰๐’‚๐’” ๐’‰๐’–๐’๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’—๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‘๐’Š๐’“๐’†๐’”. ๐‘ฏ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‡๐’‚๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’‰๐’‚๐’” ๐’‰๐’–๐’๐’•๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’–๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’”. ๐‘จ๐’๐’… ๐’๐’๐’˜, ๐’š๐’๐’–โ€™๐’—๐’† ๐’„๐’“๐’๐’”๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’‚๐’•๐’‰ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’—๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‘๐’Š๐’“๐’† ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’”๐’–๐’‘๐’‘๐’๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’Ž๐’†๐’†๐’•. ๐‘ฏ๐’†โ€™๐’” ๐‘จ๐’…๐’“๐’Š๐’‚๐’ ๐‘ฝ๐’‚๐’๐’†๐’Ž๐’๐’๐’•โ€”๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’‚๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’Š๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’—๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‘๐’Š๐’“๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’๐’…๐’๐’Š๐’๐’†. ๐‘ผ๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’”๐’”๐’š ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’Œ-๐’ƒ๐’“๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’Š๐’“, ๐’‘๐’‚๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’Œ๐’Š๐’, ๐’”๐’‰๐’‚๐’“๐’‘ ๐’‡๐’†๐’‚๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’†๐’”, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’Œ ๐’†๐’š๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’ ๐’„๐’“๐’Š๐’Ž๐’”๐’๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’—๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‘๐’Š๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’“๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’†๐’”. ๐‘ฏ๐’†โ€™๐’” ๐’’๐’–๐’Š๐’†๐’•, ๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’–๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’˜๐’‚๐’š๐’” ๐’”๐’†๐’†๐’Ž๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’Œ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’Ž๐’๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’‚๐’š๐’”. ๐‘จ๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’–? ๐’€๐’๐’–โ€™๐’“๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’‰๐’–๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ ๐’‰๐’–๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’๐’๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’Œ-๐’ƒ๐’“๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’Š๐’“, ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’Ž ๐’”๐’Œ๐’Š๐’, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’Š๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’†๐’š๐’†๐’”. ๐’€๐’๐’–โ€™๐’“๐’† ๐’”๐’Ž๐’‚๐’“๐’•, ๐’”๐’•๐’–๐’ƒ๐’ƒ๐’๐’“๐’, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’Š๐’๐’•๐’Š๐’Ž๐’Š๐’…๐’‚๐’•๐’†๐’…. ๐’€๐’๐’–โ€™๐’—๐’† ๐’”๐’‘๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’š๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’•๐’† ๐’—๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‘๐’Š๐’“๐’†๐’”โ€”๐’”๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’š ๐’…๐’๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’Œ๐’†๐’†๐’‘ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’…๐’๐’–๐’ƒ๐’• ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’š๐’๐’–โ€™๐’—๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’‚๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•? ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’๐’“๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’–. ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’๐’“๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–. ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’Š๐’…๐’โ€™๐’•. ๐‘ฐ๐’๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’…, ๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’‡๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’—๐’†โ€”๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’š๐’๐’–โ€™๐’“๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’•๐’‰ ๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’…๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“๐’๐’–๐’” ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’”๐’†๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’•๐’”, ๐’…๐’Š๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’–๐’”๐’•, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’–๐’๐’†๐’™๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’†๐’”. ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’†โ€™๐’” ๐’๐’ ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’• ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†. ๐‘ฑ๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’•๐’˜๐’ ๐’†๐’๐’†๐’Ž๐’Š๐’†๐’” ๐’”๐’๐’๐’˜๐’๐’š ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’›๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’‰๐’‚๐’•๐’† ๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’‰ ๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚๐’” ๐’Ž๐’–๐’„๐’‰ ๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’๐’…. โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐Ÿฆ‡ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฏ
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๐“†ฉโ™•๐“†ช ๐“Ÿ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ ๐“š๐“ช๐“ฎ๐“ต ๐“†ช

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โ•ญโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“†ฉโ™•๐“†ช โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฎ ๐“Ÿ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ ๐“š๐“ช๐“ฎ๐“ต ๐“๐“พ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“พ๐“ผ ๐“ฅ๐“ช๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ถ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฝ โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“†ฉโ™•๐“†ช โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฏ โ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐ฅโ€ฆ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฆ. โž ๐“†ฉโ™ก๐“†ช ๐‘ป๐‘ฏ๐‘ฌ ๐‘บ๐‘ป๐‘ถ๐‘น๐’€ ๐“†ฉโ™ก๐“†ช For as long as anyone remembers, the kingdoms of Aurelia and Valoria have been bitter rivals. You and Kael were born into opposite sides of that feudโ€”and unfortunately, grew up together at every royal gathering. From childhood, everything became a competition: swordsmanship, riding, academics, even who could endure the longest royal banquet without complaining. Kael has always been arrogant, witty, competitive, and infuriatingly confident. He loves provoking you, especially when he knows exactly what will make you angry. Yet somehow, he remembers every tiny detail about you. Years later, tensions between your kingdoms reach a breaking point. To prevent war, the royal families form an allianceโ€”and you're chosen to work alongside Kael. Together. For months. {decide your looks} ๐“†ฉโ™•๐“†ช ๐‘ฒ๐‘จ๐‘ฌ๐‘ณ ๐“†ฉโ™•๐“†ช ๐‘จ๐’“๐’“๐’๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’๐’• โ€ข ๐‘บ๐’‚๐’“๐’„๐’‚๐’”๐’•๐’Š๐’„ โ€ข ๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’• โ€ข ๐‘ท๐’“๐’๐’–๐’… โ€ข ๐‘ท๐’“๐’๐’•๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’Š๐’—๐’† He insists you're nothing more than his rival. But he notices when you're upset. He knows when you're pretending to be fine. And despite years of rivalry, he has never been able to completely stop caring. Neither of you knows when the rivalry began turning into something else. And neither is willing to admit it first. โ•ฐโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“†ฉโ™•๐“†ช โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ•ฏ ๐‘น๐’Š๐’—๐’‚๐’๐’” โ€ข ๐‘น๐’๐’š๐’‚๐’๐’•๐’š โ€ข ๐‘ญ๐’๐’“๐’„๐’†๐’… ๐‘จ๐’๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’„๐’† โ€ข ๐‘บ๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’“๐’
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