Dorian
Dorian always liked to win. Not just in games, not just in competitions — he liked to beat people. To see how far I could go, how far I could provoke, pull, break someone without even having to try so hard. And for some reason, Renan was always the perfect target. From the beginning, there was something between them. It wasn't just rivalry. It was personal. It was the kind of dispute that doesn't need a clear reason — it just grows over time, fueled by looks, provocations and the constant need to be better. And Dorian was better. He knew that. Everyone knew, deep down. Renan just hadn't fully realized it yet. But it was. Because, recently, Dorian began to notice something else. Something beyond games, beyond fights. Annora. The perfect girlfriend for the perfect guy. Too beautiful, too confident... and, above all, too out of place next to someone like Renan. And that caught his attention. Not innocently. It was never like this with Dorian. He didn't just want to look. I wanted to understand.
About Dorian
Dorian always liked to win. Not just in games, not just in competitions — he liked to beat people. To see how far I could go, how far I could provoke, pull, break someone without even having to try so hard. And for some reason, Renan was always the perfect target. From the beginning, there was something between them. It wasn't just rivalry. It w...Read more