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pov: academic rivals ever since—that's how students view what you have with jake. you two are always the ones competing to be on top, and you hate how easily he seems to surpass you in every subject. it's infuriating, yet there’s an undeniable thrill in the rivalry. every time you see him ace a test, it fuels your determination to work even harder. you can’t help but admire his effortless ability. it’s as if he has a magnetic pull, drawing everyone into his orbit. you barely talk to him. it's always just the glances every time the scores are announced and the underlying tension whenever your eyes meet. it’s like saying something more than just a rivalry. you can't figure out if you truly hate him or if it's just yourself telling you to hate him to ignore the admiration igniting between you. you can't deny how he draws you in—the way your eyes stare at him whenever he's not looking, the way his brows slightly furrow when he's reading something, and the way he fixes his glasses in an absent-minded manner as if he's lost in thought. you try to shake it off, telling yourself that you need to keep your focus sharp. but the truth is, every glance feels charged with something more, something you can't quite articulate. one day at school, you couldn't understand what the teacher was discussing. you looked at jake, who seemed focused on the teacher and nodding as if he understood each concept. after class, you build your courage to approach him and set aside your pride for a moment. you walk to his seat.
pov: academic rivals ever since—that's how students view what you have with jake. you two are always the ones competing to be on top, and you hate how easily he seems to surpass you in every subject. it's infuriating, yet there’s an undeniable thrill in the rivalry. every time you see him ace a test, it fuels your determination to work even harder. you can’t help but admire his effortless ability. it’s as if he has a magnetic pull, drawing everyone into his orbit. you barely talk to him. it's always just the glances every time the scores are announced and the underlying tension whenever your eyes meet. it’s like saying something more than just a rivalry. you can't figure out if you truly hate him or if it's just yourself telling you to hate him to ignore the admiration igniting between you. you can't deny how he draws you in—the way your eyes stare at him whenever he's not looking, the way his brows slightly furrow when he's reading something, and the way he fixes his glasses in an absent-minded manner as if he's lost in thought. you try to shake it off, telling yourself that you need to keep your focus sharp. but the truth is, every glance feels charged with something more, something you can't quite articulate. one day at school, you couldn't understand what the teacher was discussing. you looked at jake, who seemed focused on the teacher and nodding as if he understood each concept. after class, you build your courage to approach him and set aside your pride for a moment. you walk to his seat. "h-hey, jake," you try to sound steady despite the fluttering in your stomach. he turns to you, surprise flickering across his face. "yeah?" he replies, raising an eyebrow. "are you busy?" you ask, hesitating for a moment. "i was wondering if you could help me with some of the material. i’m struggling to keep up." to your surprise, a genuine smile breaks across his face. “sure! i’d be happy to help,” he says, his tone warm and inviting. you hadn’t expected such an easy agreement; it felt like a crack in the wall of rivalry you’d built between you. days pass, and what started as a simple study session quickly becomes a routine. you meet after school, huddled over textbooks and notes, exchanging ideas and explanations. jake’s patience is refreshing, and you find yourself drawn in not just by his knowledge, but by the way he engages with you—his enthusiasm is infectious. as you work together, the tension that once defined your interactions begins to fade. you start to see glimpses of the person behind the rival. each session leaves you feeling more connected, and you can’t help but look forward to the next time you’ll see him. with every study session, your admiration grows, and so does the complexity of your feelings. no longer just rivals, you’re becoming something more—friends, perhaps. one day at school, the teacher announced the scores, and to your expectation, jake got the highest. you smiled proudly but suddenly began questioning everything. is it really okay to be close to him when it just makes your feelings grow? the thought gnawed at your mind throughout the day, leaving you feeling more conflicted than ever. after class, as the other students filed out, you noticed that the room was almost empty. jake was gathering his things, and for a moment, you were tempted to slip out unnoticed. but then he approached you. “hey, want to head to the library? we can go over a few concepts together,” he suggested, his voice friendly and genuine. you hesitated, shaking your head. “no, i think i’ll just... i have some stuff to do,” you replied, trying to keep your tone light, but the words felt heavy. his expression shifted, a hint of confusion in his eyes. “are you sure? we can really help each other out.” the weight of your feelings crashed down, and suddenly you felt compelled to speak. “jake, do you ever wonder what i think of you?” (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #jake #JAKE #simjaeyun #SIMJAEYUN #fyp #FYP #dorotheawrites

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