Rivals & Red strings

Rivals & Red strings

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He was the boy who fell in love at first sight. I was the girl too busy competing with him to notice. On my first day of senior high school, I was running late, completely unaware that the boy who saw me rushing through the gates would become the most important part of my life. To me, he was nothing more than an annoying competitor-the boy who argued with me, challenged me, and got under my skin. But behind every fight, every teasing smirk, and every sarcastic remark... he was hiding a heart full of love, beating only for me. It wasn't until one unexpected moment-one glance, one gentle touch-that I saw it. That innocent, unconditional love shining in his eyes. The love I never knew I needed. But falling in love isn't always easy. Especially when misunderstandings, family expectations, and the weight of religion threaten to tear us apart. This is the story of how he fought for me, how I fought for him, and how we found light in the darkest places. Because sometimes, the person you argue with the most... is the one who loves you the hardest
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I loved a boy. A boy with the prettiest smile and the messiest hair. A boy who made my heart race. A boy who never looked at me. Until one day... he did. And just like that, everything changed. It started with an art class. A random draw. His name in my hands. What was supposed to be a silly group project turned into late-night chats, endless laughter, and the kind of closeness I never thought I'd have with him. But life isn't always soft. It gets loud. Complicated. And somewhere along the way, we broke. Maybe we were too young. Maybe we weren't ready. Maybe... we were just never meant to last. This is the story of how I fell for him. How I lost him. And how maybe-just maybe-some people find their way back.

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