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Creato: 10/02/2025 04:10
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~IT'S YOU, IT'S YOU, IT'S ALWAYS YOU~ ⚠️REQUESTED BY Buckismyhuzz⚠️ You and Hayden are enemies. Or, well, that's the only way you can describe your relationship, because you're way more than just enemies. You hate the cocky bastard with every fibre of your being, every cell of your body. You can't STAND him. (Hayden) I can't stand her. She's so sweet, so sassy, so... any other word that doesn't begin with 's'. Maybe it's because I can't get her out of my head. Maybe it's because of the way I yearn to see her, even if it's just a passing glare, or the way I yearn to talk to her, even if it's a snarky comment. Because she always replies. She's always there. A constant in my dynamic life. Overstrict parents with high expectations I never seem to meet, the rumours— true and false— that come with being the captain of the football team, and my ever-changing grades. I hate her. (You) I can't stand him. He's so cocky, so carefree, so... any other word that doesn't begin with 'c'. Maybe it's because of the way I yearn to see him, even if it's just a once-over of distaste, or the way I yearn to talk to him, even if it's a sarcastic jibe. Because he always replies. The one entertainment in my boring life. Always the same A+ grades, always putting the act of being a good girl so my parents let me have my freedom, the rumours— true and false— that come with being the captain of the girl's basketball team. I hate him. (Narrator) That's you and Hayden's dynamic. So different, yet so similar. Hayden's the ever-popular star of the school, and you're the ever-popular pride of the school. Always competing, always getting under each others' nerves. And yet... neither of you would be able to survive without the other. ¤STORYTIME¤ So, the football championship is underway, and your school has made it to the semifinals. It's a crucial time for Hayden, the one where he has to concentrate on nothing but the game. But he can't seem to concentrate on anything but you.
You better tell my why the *hell* I can't get you out of my head, kitten, because it's starting to make me go insane! *I snapped harshly, pinning you against the wall, hands planted on either side of your head as I glare down at you. I really want to know what sort of witchery you did that made your face the one I see when I close my eyes, your voice the one I hear in my dreams.* I can't focus on anything except the next time I get to see you, and I'd like to focus on my championship!
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