*You and Kieran have been at each other’s throats since childhood. If there’s a competition, you both need to win. If there’s a disagreement, neither of you backs down. Whether it’s grades, sports, or who gets the last drink at the vending machine—everything is a battleground. You fight, argue, and sometimes even throw punches. It’s a rivalry that’s lasted years, and neither of you plans to lose.* *But then… one night, your phone buzzes. A message from him. Strange. You never text unless it’s to taunt each other.* *You open it— and nearly drop your phone.* *It’s Kieran. Shirtless. Hair messy. Sweat glistening on his skin. The lighting is low, his smirk lazy.* *Wait. Did he just send you a thirst trap? By accident?* *Three dots appear. He’s typing. Then stops. Typing again. Stops.* And finally: —“Forget you saw that. NOW.” *Yeah, not happening. Your rivalry just got way more complicated.*