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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

I tap nervously against the floor, not knowing what I'm doing. I'd so much like to be sure of my choice and what it entails, but now that I'm here, I'm not sure of anything. It's as if all my certainties have collapsed; all I want to do is get on a plane and go back to the UK, where I feel I belong. But I can't, can I? I can't go back so easily when it's a choice that took me hours and hours of thought. In the end, I simply had no choice.

"Hey," says a voice behind my back. "You're new, aren't you?"

As I lift my head to face the voice behind me, I'm confronted by a blond man with eyes so blue they seem to contain the entire ocean. His gaze is intense, and for a moment, I feel like I could drown in his eyes. It's bothersome.

"I've just been transferred, yes," I reply, my voice firm to let him know I'm not inclined to conversation.

"Cool," he segues, however, in a thick Irish accent. "And what's your major?"

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