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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

<p>My eyes flutter open, and the world is a blur of lights and unfamiliar surroundings. I blink several times, trying to clear the haze that clouds my vision. My head throbs, a tenacious ache that pounds with each heartbeat. I raise a hand to my temple, feeling the tenderness there, the echo of pain resonating through my skull.</p>

<p>Confusion washes over me as I take in my surroundings—an unfamiliar room, sterile and white, the faint beeping of machines in the background. Panic claws at my chest as I try to decipher where I am and how I got here. The memories are fragmented and disjointed, as if I'm grasping at straws in a foggy abyss.</p>

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