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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

Standing in front of the basket, I watch it as I have since arriving here. My eyes can't turn away from it, as if they're glued to it. I can feel my heart racing in my chest, always remembering the sense of victory, scoring, and leading my team to break new records. I remember every feeling, every emotion. Exactly as if it were yesterday, I remember how much basketball meant to me. It was so vital that I couldn't see anything else and had no goals other than to join the best players in the NBA.

I guess a lot of things have changed.

I get into position to shoot, ready to score, but I stop at the last moment, feeling that my leg doesn't agree. I wince as I feel the pain, which is still there despite my hours of physiotherapy. Two long years have passed since that fateful day when my leg injury put an end to my basketball dreams. Today, in this echoing gymnasium, I'm doing everything possible to recover what was once second nature.

Old Habits