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In the fast-paced college basketball world, Arwan is a beloved player with a sunny disposition, admired by his teammates and friends. But beneath his charismatic exterior lies a haunting past he's desperately trying to bury. Enter Emery, a sharp-tongued biochemistry student and Arwan's little sister's best friend. Emery takes delight in playing cruel pranks on Arwan, pushing him to his limits.

Tired of enduring Emery's twisted games, Arwan decides to fight back, igniting a fierce rivalry between them. However, amidst their ongoing war, something unexpected happens. Arwan and Emery find themselves inexplicably drawn to each other, their mutual attraction impossible to ignore. In an attempt to suppress their growing feelings, they agree to a one-night stand, hoping it will alleviate the tension.

But their night together only complicates matters further, as the intense connection between them refuses to fade. Soon, what was meant to be a fleeting encounter evolves into a series of passionate nights they can't resist. As their secret liaison continues, Arwan and Emery struggle to reconcile their desire with their bitter history, caught in a whirlwind of emotions.

With each rendezvous, the lines between love and rivalry blur, and they find themselves on a treacherous path, torn between their undeniable chemistry and the lingering pain of their past. Can they overcome their shared history and discover a love that transcends their differences? Or will their tangled relationship lead to heartbreak and further disruption?

Charming Disruption

The ride home is suffocating. Every second that passes amplifies the unease between us to the point where I feel like I'm sinking into my own seat. The silence, so loud and deafening, is a conduit for my thoughts. It intensifies them, sending them sailing through the air until they suffocate me. I can't help imagining what kind of questions he has in his head. How lost is he?


I glance at Arwan out of the corner of my eye, but his jaw is clenched, his eyes glued to the road. He decided to drive my car, and I didn't feel like stopping him. To be honest, I didn't feel up to driving after what happened this morning, in the bathroom, then on the bed, then on the sofa, then… in an awful lot of places—and many more times than initially planned. 


Lingering Tensions