Rivallure

RIVALLURE 🖤

The person I can't stand... and can't stop being drawn to.

Some people enter your life quietly.
Some leave without making a difference.

And then there are those people-
the ones who somehow become a part of every argument, every competition, every annoying little moment you wish you could forget.

For her, he was that person.
It started with something small.
Something embarrassing.
Something that probably shouldn't have mattered.

But somehow, one moment became another, another became a fight, and the fights became a habit.

Three years later, they still couldn't stand being in the same room without turning it into a battlefield.
At least, that's what everyone believed.

Maybe they were right.
Maybe they really were nothing more than rivals.
Maybe all those arguments meant nothing.
Maybe the glances were accidental.
Maybe the smiles meant nothing.
Maybe the moments when one of them seemed to care were just coincidences.

Or maybe...
there was something neither of them had noticed yet.

Class 11 was supposed to be a fresh start.

New classes.
New people.
New memories.

But some things don't disappear just because a new year begins.
And some feelings don't arrive with a confession.

Sometimes, they hide inside irritation.
Inside competition.
Inside the urge to argue with the same person every single day.
Inside a glance that lasts a second longer than it should.

And sometimes...
the person you can't stand becomes the person you can't stop noticing.

But maybe that's all it is.
Maybe.
Or maybe...

this was never really about hate.

🖤 Rivallure

The person I can't stand... and can't stop being drawn to.

~ By Taksha Thakur