In a Alternate World We're Lovers [ BL ]

Chapter 1: My Rival & Me

There was a huge crowd gathered around the bulletin board. The final exam results were finally out and many students were eager to find out their rankings. Although there were many students, in the midst of the crowd however, there was a certain individual that stood out like a sore thumb. The young man had blonde hair that gleamed like gold and he had eyes as blue as the ocean. He had a slight tan and he had a haughty expression on his face. He strategically placed his hand over his mouth to cover his smirk. His name was Casper, A.KA. my sworn enemy and rival.

"Please move out the way!" My voice rang out.

Hopefully today was the day I beat him. I'm sick and tired of always losing to him. It did not help that the Casper always wore an expression as if he could care less. He was so infuriating! It seems as if nothing fazed him.

The crowd dispersed and I made my way towards the center. I pushed my fiery red hair out of my eyes and stopped in front Casper.

Casper glared at me, his deep blue eyes flashing. I shot laser beams back at him, electricity sparking between us. I tried to make my emerald green eyes as menacing as Casper's but was fairly certain I had failed.

I broke eye contact first and pushed past Casper to see the results. I grimaced when I saw my name. Kyle: Rank 2nd. Not again!

"Ahh, second place again," Casper whispered as he placed his big, muscled hand on my shoulder.

Annoyed, I gripped Casper's hand and pulled it off of my shoulder. "You big show off," I remarked. I crossed my arms.

In response, Casper smirked and leaned close toward me. Our faces were so close that I could feel Casper's breath hot on my cheek. Casper nudged my shoulder with his pointer finger and said with a sneer, "You're just mad because I beat you, admit it Kyle."

"Whatever!" I proclaimed defensively. God, he was getting on my nerves. He did not have to pour salt into my wound. I have always been in first place until Casper moved here a little over a year ago.

Irritated, I sharply turned back on my heels and stormed off.

Gosh! What was his problem? I thought.