Just two mages being enemies or one making other his enemy while the other is despertely in love.

This is a fic translated from @ppw_ppw's [F6] Touched the wrong School Boss fanfic Support the original Vietnamese version at https://www.wattpad.com/user/ppw_ppw_?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_profile&wp_page=user_details&wp_uname=ClaraHart987

In the gripping tale of "Bonds of Fate," the paths of two worlds collide. On one side, there are Phuwin and Dunk, orphaned brothers, guided by their loving aunt in the warm embrace of a small-town restaurant. On the other, there are Pond and Joong, heirs to a corporate empire, wearing an innocent facade while harboring ruthless ambitions. With an enigmatic father, Mark Johnson, casting a shadow over their destinies, their stories converge, revealing a web of hidden intentions and intricate bonds. This narrative weaves together love, deception, and unyielding ambition in a world where the line between innocence and ruthlessness blurs, leaving the characters entangled in their "Bonds of Fate."

A DYDT (Dare You to Death) & MAT (Me & Thee) crossover Jade realized that Kamin has a friend that he didn't know about. Peach got involved in a job that put him in danger. nong's brain is fried, excuse nong's poor summary. Just head on to read if phi-phi think it's interesting😅😅

Pondphuwin Oneshot🔞 If you don't like this type of story please ignore it. Enjoy reading ❤️ 🫶

PondPhuwin short story

"Get the Fuck Out of my Way." Pond and Phuwin are fierce competitors in the world of street racing-rivals who have spent years chasing each other across neon-lit highways. Pond thrives on instinct, his reckless confidence making him untouchable behind the wheel. Phuwin, precise and strategic, races with calculated precision, always one step ahead-except when it comes to Pond. When an underground racing championship offers the ultimate prize-money, prestige, and the chance to redefine their legacies-they're forced into an uneasy alliance. As they navigate treacherous courses, late-night repairs, and stolen moments in the pit lane, the rivalry that once defined them shifts into something dangerously intimate. In the chaos of roaring engines and flashing headlights, their connection deepens-but in a race where speed is everything, will love slow them down? Or will they drive headfirst into something neither saw coming?

Phuwin Tang is a legend in the Engineering faculty-just not for his grades. With his effortless charm and a social calendar that's always full, he's managed to coast through most of his degree. But there's one force of nature he can't charm his way past: General Physics II. After a disastrous midterm, Phuwin is faced with a cold, hard reality, get a passing grade on the final, or spend his summer retaking the course while his friends are on vacation enjoying. His professor offers one lifeline-a recommendation to seek out the program's most reclusive genius, Pond Naravit. Pond lives his life in the back of the lecture hall, a ghost who prefers complex variables to actual conversation. He's the top of the class, yet nobody knows his name-until Phuwin corners him in the library.Pond's answer is a flat no and,refuses to tutor him. But Phuwin notices that while Pond can solve a second-order differential equation in his sleep, he's failing miserably at the social mechanics of a crush. Pond is paralyzed by inexperience, convinced that someone like Dunk would never notice a nerd like him. So they both strike a high-stakes deal, Pond helps him pass Physics and Phuwin will have to coach Pond on how to win Dunk's heart. However, as they trade lessons in thermodynamics for lessons in romance, they discover a natural chemistry that neither of them saw coming. Inspired by a fanfic I once read. #2-pond: 24/03/26 #2-jd: 24/03/26 #1-pond:28/03/26 #1-phuwin:30/03/26 #3-pondphuwin:30/03/26

phuwinpond ff..😶‍🌫️ Arranged marriage...

"Tutoring was the excuse. Watching was the habit." ------ At an elite high school where reputation is currency and silence speaks louder than words, two students orbit each other in quiet contradiction. Pond is everything the campus expects-wealthy, untouchable, and sharp-edged. He walks the halls like he owns them, eyes cold, voice clipped, never lingering too long on anyone. Except for one boy. Phuwin is warmth in human form. Soft-spoken, sunlit, and always a little out of place among the polished chaos of privilege. He doesn't know why Pond seems to hate him. He doesn't know why he was chosen to be Pond's personal tutor. But when the offer came, he said yes without hesitation-his voice steady, his eyes too bright. What begins as a reluctant academic arrangement slowly unravels into something far more complicated. There are glances that linger too long, silences that feel heavy, and a history neither of them is ready to speak aloud. Somewhere between late-night study sessions and quiet moments no one else sees, the truth waits-tangled in memory, pride, and the softest kind of longing. Not everything is as it seems. And not every silence means indifference. ---