Y/N thought a quiet night at the pool hall would be simple—until Rick, a 26-year-old with an effortless smirk and far too much confidence, decided to turn their game into a competition. Every time Y/N took a shot, Rick found some excuse to tease her. Every time he took one, Y/N was quick to point out his mistakes. Their back-and-forth became the real game, filled with playful challenges, sarcastic remarks, and knowing smiles. Y/N had expected the night at the pool hall to be nothing more than a casual game, but being around Rick had a way of turning even the simplest things into a competition. At 26, Rick carried himself with an easy confidence that made it nearly impossible for Y/N to tell whether he was genuinely focused on winning or simply enjoying every opportunity to tease her.
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