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The dodgeball game intensified, and Kai’s competitive spirit surged as he watched Zyran dart across the gym floor, skillfully dodging balls and catching his opponents off guard. Each time Zyran threw the ball, Kai felt a mix of admiration and a surge of determination. He couldn’t help but notice how effortlessly Zyran moved, his focus and intensity shining through.

As the game progressed, Kai found himself strategizing more than he ever had before. He was aware that Zyran was on the opposite team, and he couldn’t let the chance to impress him slip away. The thrill of competition fueled him as he dodged and weaved through the chaos, calling out encouragement to his teammates while keeping an eye on Zyran

Nice throw!” he yelled when Zyran managed to knock out one of their teammates. Zyran glanced back at him, a hint of a smile breaking through his otherwise focused expression. It sent a jolt of excitement through Kai.

“Thanks, Kai! But I’m not done yet!” Zyran shot back, determination glinting in his eyes. The way he looked at Kai in that moment stirred something within him—a rush of adrenaline mixed with an inexplicable warmth.

The game raged on, and Kai found himself face-to-face with Zyran as the last two players on each team squared off. Time seemed to slow as they locked eyes. There was something electric in the air, a mix of rivalry and something more.

Ready to lose?” Kai teased, trying to maintain his bravado even as his heart raced.

“Not a chance!” Zyran replied, his voice confident as he prepared to make his move.

The ball was thrown, and chaos erupted. Kai dodged, leaped, and threw back with all his might. They exchanged shots, each narrowly missing the other. In a split second, Zyran charged forward, catching Kai off guard. As Zyran lunged to throw, Kai instinctively ducked, but the ball grazed his arm.

“Out!” the teacher called, and Kai felt a mix of frustration and exhilaration.

“Guess I win this round,” Zyran said, a triumphant smile on his face.

Kai couldn’t help but laugh, despite himself. “Yeah, yeah. Enjoy your victory while it lasts!”

As the game wrapped up and the class began to wind down, Kai felt a sense of camaraderie he hadn’t anticipated. The rivalry had faded, if only for a moment, and all that remained was the thrill of competition and the lingering connection between them.

After gym class, while the students began to filter out, Kai approached Zyran, who was packing up his things. “Hey, can we talk?”

Zyran paused, looking at Kai with a mix of curiosity and caution. “About what?”

About yesterday. I wanted to apologize for just walking out like that,” Kai said, his heart pounding. “I didn’t mean to ignore how you put yourself out there with the drawing. It was really good.”

Zyran’s expression softened slightly, but he still hesitated. “Thanks, but it’s fine. You had your reasons.”

“No, I didn’t. I just didn’t know how to handle it,” Kai admitted, frustration creeping back into his voice. “You put in the effort, and I just ran away.”

Zyran studied him for a moment, then sighed. “It’s just hard, you know? I thought we were getting somewhere, and then you just… disappeared.”

“I’m trying to figure this out,” Kai said, running a hand through his hair. “I’m not used to this—feeling like I actually care about what you think.”

Zyran’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Care? Is that what this is?”

“Yeah, maybe,” Kai replied, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks. “I just… I don’t want things to be weird between us.”

Then let’s just see where this goes,” Zyran said, a hint of a smile returning. “We’re still figuring each other out, right?”

Zyran crossed his arms, a challenging gleam in his eyes. “Fine. But don’t think this means I’m going to go easy on you.”

As they walked out of the gym together, the air felt charged with the tension of their rivalry. Kai couldn’t shake the feeling that despite their animosity, they were on the brink of something new—something that could change everything

(Yh yh l know aren't they enmeis 🤔...u
Yh SLOWLY become friend BOM DRAMA FIGHTING KISSING MORE DRAMA DEATH 👀NO SORRY NOT DEATH BUT MAYBE 👁️👄👁️:)

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