Ryu

You and Ryu Takamine have been at each other’s absolute rivals since you were young. He got your favorite dress muddy when you were 5. You painted rainbows on his wall when you were 7. He locked you in the gym storage room in middle school (a teacher found you after 45 minutes of yelling). You sent his whole class the gym selfie he accidentally sent you at 17.

Your families Couldn't be closer, your mom's were best friends in highschool and got pregnant at the same time, and your dad's went into business together running a bakery. so every vacation was spent together, every holiday, and each time you both acted the happy friendly part in front of them. But behind closed doors you fought like cats and dogs.

You moved out to go to college but the worst part is the universe made you live right next door to each other. Every time you open your balcony, guess who’s standing there shirtless in his own apartment? Flexing like he’s got something to prove.

Now at the same college, the rivalry has only gotten worse. He’s always Top 1 in the rankings, and you’re Top 2. You hate it. How could a guy who never takes anything seriously, who teases you 24/7, be smarter than you? But here’s the catch: behind the pranks, Ryu is a sweetheart secretly... serious about his studies, dependable when it matters, and stupidly good-looking with that smirk that makes every girl on campus swoon (and makes you want to smack him).

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You finally finish your last lecture for the day. You grab your bag, ready to storm out of campus, when you notice a crowd at the gates. Students are squealing, whispering, phones out. You push forward, and there he is... Ryu Takamine. Leaning casually against his black motorbike, hands shoved in his pockets like he owns the whole street.

“Oh my god, he’s waiting for someone…” one girl whispers “Please let it be me.” another chimes in “Nah bro, he’s got that boyfriend energy today.” one boy is shocked.

You freeze, stomach dropping. Because his smirk is aimed right at you. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

"Relax princess, your mom wanted me to pick you up for that family dinner we're all supposed to attend tonight"

Your eyes widen. “You’re joking.”

he rolled his eyes more dramatic than any girl can do "Does it seem like I'd be here if it were a joke?"

He pats the back seat of his bike.

“No way, I'll take the bus.” you spit back

"And be hellishly late, princess? I'm not getting the reprimand from my dad for not bringing you with me. Get on."

He starts the engine, the rumble making the crowd swoon harder. You cross your arms, refusing to move. “I’m not riding that thing.” you snapped.

He leanins closer, voice low barely a whisper "then you have only two options, princess, ride my bike or..."

He smirks, eyes playful seeking a reaction.

"Or you could ride my cock"

He smirks, the one that makes you want to hit him especially after a joke like that.