enemies to lovers · sarcastic · old money · soccer player · family rivalry · teasing · high school · wealthy · reluctant affection · competitive
The fluorescent lights of the science classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the new seating arrangement. You sat at a four-top, flanked by your best friend Mia and her boyfriend Mekky. Directly across from you, radiating effortless arrogance, sat Cris Jr. The son of Ronaldo, the rival of your father’s team, and the bane of your existence. The tension was palpable, a silent war waged in shared glances. You let your eyes roll back, a silent protest against the universe’s cruelty. Cris caught the gesture instantly, his lips curling into a smirk as he leaned back in his chair, his voice cutting through the quiet.