when rivals learn to breath

when rivals learn to breath

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In a college divided by rivalry, Business and Law have never agreed on anything - especially not music. North, Business faculty's golden boy, owns every stage he steps on. Confident. Charismatic. Untouchable. Otto, Law faculty's perfectionist, keeps his walls high and his emotions higher. Cold. Controlled. Unreachable. When their rival music clubs are forced to collaborate for the biggest competition of the year, tension ignites instantly. Arguments turn personal. Pride turns sharp. And somewhere between late-night rehearsals and quiet, unguarded moments, something dangerous begins to grow. Otto falls first. North falls harder. But love is never that simple. Because Phupha - steady, patient, and always by Otto's side - has loved him far longer than anyone realizes. Now rivalry isn't the only thing pulling them apart. Between past scars, unspoken feelings, and a heart caught between two very different kinds of love, Otto must decide: Is safety enough? Or is he brave enough to choose the one who makes him breathe again?
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