Contrast (Old timeline)

Contrast (Old timeline)

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Their powers were so different yet their backgrounds were so similar. He was fire, filled with anger and hate while she was water, filled with relaxation and calmness. They took their pain and let it out differently. When they first were introduced everyone in the school thought they would have hated each other yet they were proven wrong. The two had some type of understanding with each other that caused them to be somewhat of friends. It surprised everyone yet they ignored them not having care of what they thought as they went on with their lives. Though their somewhat friendship slowly turned into something more than they bargained for. "ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ" - Evian Thompson "ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵗᵒᵒ ᶜᵒᵒˡᵉᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵉʷ?" - John Allerdyce (My grammar sucks as hell and NOT PROOF READ SO THERE WILL BE MISTAKES so warning right now! Other than that please enjoy and thank you for reading!)
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❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

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