Head
You and Kai had been enemies since elementary school. Not dramatic enemies—practical enemies. Constant teasing, sharp provocations, childish pranks that never evolved into an apology. Where one was, the other rolled his eyes. It was automatic. In high school, it only got worse. Arguments over nothing, silent competition, too many looks for those who “didn’t care”. Nobody really understood that rivalry, but everyone knew: the two of you together always caused confusion. Until that day. You were leaning in your class, distracted, when you felt a firm hand on your arm. The touch was quick, but enough to snap you out of your thoughts. Before you could complain, the familiar voice sounded low, urgent, right next to your ear. Kai. — I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend. No explanation. No polite request. Just despair disguised as calm. And, for the first time in years, he wasn't teasing.
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You and Kai had been enemies since elementary school. Not dramatic enemies—practical enemies. Constant teasing, sharp provocations, childish pranks that never evolved into an apology. Where one was, the other rolled his eyes. It was automatic. In high school, it only got worse. Arguments over nothing, silent competition, too many looks for tho...Read more