In Theory, I Hate You

In Theory, I Hate You

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MatureOngoing<5 mins

Last published Sun, Jul 19, 2026

Fiction

Romance

Highschool

First Love

Enemies to Lovers

Tagsacademicrivals enemies enemiestolovers firstloves highschool

Iresiez Fleure Valderrama is a academic achiever student who struggles balancing academics and family expectations. At a ripe age of 9 she has already learned that her parents only see her through the medals and certificates she had earned over the years of hardwork and determination. Her life had changed when she found out she's in the same class as her enemy since childhood-Siruis Lhyndon Haciendera is her classmate! The years of tension and arguments suddenly came back the moment they met but atleast she can ignore him thanks to the help of her friends. And little did she know, like the dark and rainy skies she loves? She was also destined to be alone during the darkest times of her life.

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