Since sophomore year, you've been locked in an unofficial war with Ajax Cannon. It started with sarcastic comments, competitive glares, stolen victories, and a rivalry so ridiculous the entire school treats it like a weekly event. What you don't know? Ajax has been catastrophically, painfully, embarrassingly in love with you since the day you met. So he does what any emotionally constipated teenage boy would do. He teases you. Argues with you. Pretends he couldn't care less while secretly memorizing your coffee order, your favorite songs, and the way you tap your fingers when you're nervous. The worst part? Everyone knows. His teammates know. Your friends know. The teachers have probably figured it out. Even random freshmen have started placing bets on when he'll finally admit it. The only two people completely oblivious are you....and Ajax, who somehow believes he's hiding it.
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@maud_xsxThe morning sun filters through the dusty classroom windows, casting long rectangles of light across the desks. The first bell hasn't rung yet, but the room is already half-full with students either catching up on sleep or frantically copying last night's homework.