Burn Theory
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🔥 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐘 🔬
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ꜰɪɴᴇ ʟɪɴᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ɢᴇɴɪᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ - ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀɢᴏ.
Louise Emberlin isn't trying to win. She's just trying to survive Grimwald Academy - invent things that don't explode, avoid her father's shadow, and keep her heart locked behind logic and coffee-stained schematics. But Elian Roth is always there. One step ahead. One word sharper. One look colder. Her academic rival since forever. Her academic rival... who suddenly can't stop looking at her.
He's brilliant. Calculated. Beautifully insufferable.
And completely broken.
Elian was raised to be perfect - no failure, no softness, no flaws. But Louise? She makes mistakes. Laughs too loud. Builds things from scraps. And still somehow gets under his skin in the worst, most impossible ways.
When an accident in the lab pushes them too far - when sparks turn literal and emotions combust - they're forced to confront what's been simmering beneath the rivalry: obsession, regret, and something terrifyingly close to love.
But love is not part of the curriculum.
Not when Elian's trauma threatens to destroy everything.
Not when Louise ends up in the hospital.
Not when forgiveness hurts more than hatred ever did.
Maybe they were never meant to fix each other.
But they might just burn the whole world down trying.
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