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Lochan Riverton and Vernon Hills were perfection in different forms.
Everyone knew it. Everyone chased it.
Lochan-with soft, striking features, honey-colored eyes, and blonde curls that bounced with every step as if demanding attention.
Vernon-with jet-black hair, sharp grey eyes, and cold, precise features shaped by his Japanese heritage.
They could have anyone.
But they never wanted anyone.
They weren't friends-just acquaintances forced into the same elite circle. They coexisted without conflict, without interest... without care.
Until she arrived.
Brooklyn Sevine.
Blonde-almost white hair. Bright. Effortless. Magnetic.
She caught their attention.
And suddenly, indifference turned into tension.
Tension turned into rivalry.
Rivalry turned into something far sharper.
But what neither of them knew-
Brooklyn wasn't caught in the middle.
She was behind it.
An obsessive BL watcher, she saw something they didn't: potential. A story waiting to happen.