Red Card Romance

Red Card Romance

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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.
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It began in two worlds that never should have touched - Seoul, where silence was survival, and Tenerife, where sunlight touched everything gold. Shin YN, the girl who once lived behind glass walls and poisoned whispers, grew up learning that love could be both a weapon and a wound. Her only escape came from a dream - one her mother carried her toward after the world at home fell apart. And in that faraway island, under skies that smelled of salt and warmth, she met a boy with a ball at his feet and fire in his heart. Pedri González - the boy who played like the sun itself moved with him. The boy who looked at her once and made a promise that time could not erase. Years passed. She became YN Rodríguez - the voice that shook stadiums and the name the world screamed in lights. He became the player whose feet carried stories across every pitch in Spain. Fate had split them apart before they ever understood what they were to each other. But destiny - in its quiet, unhurried way - never really forgot. Because sometimes, the past doesn't fade. It waits. It watches. It finds its way back when you least expect it. And when it does... will the promise they made still mean the same?

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