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The Teenage Vengeance Playbook
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    Time 2h 54m
Ongoing, First published Jun 02
[CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN]

Nobody knows what happened to Mio after the day he left Pricefield, nobody knows what he's doing back here a year after he left either and that was a good thing because it meant that nobody knew about his plan to ruin the lives of Pricefield's beloved student council, the Pantheon. 

And it just so happens that the new team captain of the Pricefield Phoenixes, Kalden Santiago, was willing to do anything to save the Phoenixes from getting dissolved by getting them to the championship game this season. In fact, he was so desperate that he decided to recruit the school's outcast and the not-so-new kid in town, Camion LaFuentes, on the sole condition that Kalden agree to help Mio exact revenge on his ex who publicly shredded his reputation, the beloved president of the Pantheon.

"Quid pro quo. You stab my enemies, I stab yours. What do you say, Santiago?"
"I'd rather watch them burn."

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• teammates to lovers
• varsity team setting
• prep school setting 
• formed alliances

[DISCLAIMER: WRITTEN IN TAGLISH]
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