Pedri and Jada's story was never simple - it was a cycle of hearts finding and losing each other. They started as young lovers, drawn to each other with an innocent kind of affection that felt unshakable. When life pulled them apart, they clung to friendship, pretending it was enough. But it never was. Feelings resurfaced, and they fell again, harder this time - into something passionate, all-consuming. That love turned reckless, messy, toxic - filled with late-night arguments and silent treatments that cut deep. Eventually, it all collapsed under the weight of what they'd become, leaving them as exes with history too heavy to carry and too intense to forget.
Love doesn't play fair. Neither does he.
Tristi never meant to spill her matcha on campus' golden boy, Pedri González. She definitely didn't plan to get drunk, cry in his arms, or start crushing on the football player with more emotional walls than a fortress.
But life has a funny way of turning red flags into love stories.
He's moody, distant, and painfully hot. She's awkward, stubborn, and trying her best not to fall any deeper. When cold shoulders turn to stolen glances and late-night regrets turn into feelings they both swore they didn't want-everything starts to feel like a foul play.
He's trying to stay away. She's trying not to care.
But the heart? The heart breaks every rule.
Enemies. Tension. A love that shouldn't happen.
Welcome to the most dangerous game: falling for each other.