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I said I'd handle it.

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last update 게시일: 2026-05-03 02:56:13

*Aaron's POV*

I couldn't find the right words to break the silence during the drive.

The drive felt...

Heavy.

I kept my eyes on the road, but I was aware of her—of everything.

The way Allison sat slightly turned toward the window, like she was trying to put space between us without actually moving.

It was subtle.

But I noticed.

I always did.

“You’re doing it again,” I said.

My voice came out lower than usual.

Not sharp.

Just controlled.

“Doing what?” she asked.

She didn’t look at me.

“Shutti
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  • Fake dating the School King   Busted

    *Aaron’s POV* The hotel looked completely destroyed the next morning.Open suitcases. Shoes scattered everywhere. Half-zipped bags. Basketball jerseys hanging over chairs.Nationals was officially over.And…We won.I sat on the edge of my bed scrolling through my phone while my duffel bag stayed completely unpacked on the floor.Coach Bennett had already texted the group chat three times.DOWNSTAIRS IN THIRTY. DON’T BE LATE. YES THIS INCLUDES YOU BRIGGS.I smirked slightly.Then my door suddenly opened without warning.“Everybody’s downstairs already,” Mason, my teammate said while walking in halfway. “And Coach said if you miss the bus, he’s leaving you.”“Whatever,” I replied lazily.I stood up slowly, grabbing my hoodie from the chair.Mason looked around my room before shaking his head. “Captain room really looks different.”“That’s because I’m important.” I replied.We both laughed.The moment we entered the lobby downstairs, noise immediately hit us.Cheerleaders everywhere.

  • Fake dating the School King   Ended.

    I woke up exhausted.Not physically.Mentally.Like my brain had spent the entire night replaying things it shouldn’t have been replaying.Aaron’s voice.His eyes.The way he touched me.I groaned softly and pulled the blanket over my face for a second before forcing myself up.Morning light spilled through the curtains, too bright and way too cheerful for how tired I felt.Across the room, Vanessa sat on Paige’s bed while Paige braided part of her hair absentmindedly.“…I’m telling you, Crestwell Academy students are annoyingly attractive,” Vanessa said, scrolling through her phone.Paige snorted softly. “You say that about every school.” “Because every year rich schools keep producing models instead of students.”That made me glance up slightly.Crestwell Academy.Today’s opponent.Another elite school.Another school filled with expensive watches, polished accents, luxury cars waiting back home and students who looked like they belonged in magazine campaigns instead of basketball

  • Fake dating the School King   Just us.

    I pushed the door open and stepped into the room like my bones had decided to stop cooperating.Coach had talked for what felt like hours about strategy, discipline, “focus under pressure,” all those words that start to blur together when you’re tired and just trying to breathe.I removed my hoodie and placed it on the bed.“I swear,” I muttered, rubbing my neck, “that man can turn a five-minute talk into a life lecture.”Vanessa looked up from her phone, stretched lazily on her bed. “You mean the speech where he basically told us we’re either champions or disappointments depending on tomorrow?”“Exactly that one.”She nodded like she was taking notes. “That's the usual. I can imagine how hard he is making the players practice right now.”"Yeah. Too bad for them." I said stretching on the bed.Paige sat down crossing her legs on her bed, flipping through something on her phone, but not really reading it. She looked up for a second when I came in, then back down again.Just observant

  • Fake dating the School King   Sitting beside him.

    The medical hallway outside the clinic room felt too quiet compared to the chaos downstairs.Students were still celebrating the win somewhere around the hotel arena, but up here, everything sounded softer.Muted.I stood outside the door for a few seconds longer than necessary, staring at the small sign beside it. *Athlete Recovery Room.* My stomach still hadn’t settled properly since Aaron fell.Coach Bennett had stopped me earlier while I was wandering near the lobby.“Relax,” he had said. “Briggs is fine. Dramatic as always.”That definitely did not help.I pushed the door open slowly.Aaron looked up almost immediately from the bed he was sitting on.An ice pack rested near him while white tape wrapped lightly around his wrist.But somehow— he still looked annoyingly fine.“Hey. You look traumatized,” he said immediately.I shut the door behind me. “You literally flew across the floor.”“And still survived.” He spread his arms slightly. “Very inspirational.”I rolled my eyes b

  • Fake dating the School King   When he fell

    The moment those Westbridge students walked past us, I wanted to disappear.One of the boys looked between Aaron and I before smirking.“Damn, Briggs,” he said slowly. “Nationals barely started.”Aaron looked completely unbothered.The boys behind him burst into laughter immediately.“Oh he’s DEFINITELY distracted now.”“Westbridge might actually survive this.”I covered my face briefly. “This is so embarrassing.”Aaron looked down at me with amusement written all over his face.“You’re blushing.”“I literally hate you.” I said turning my face away.“No you don’t.”Before I could reply, voices suddenly echoed through the hallway.“Ay! Why are you guys here?”Vanessa appeared from the elevator with two cheerleaders beside her before stopping immediately after seeing us.Her eyes widened dramatically.“Oh my God.”One of the basketball boys behind her looked between us instantly.“NAHHHHH.”Aaron sighed tiredly already.“Can everybody relax?”“No,” Vanessa replied immediately. “Actually

  • Fake dating the School King   Beside room 412

    The moment the bus pulled into the hotel entrance, the entire atmosphere changed instantly.Phones came out immediately while students pressed themselves against the windows excitedly.“Oh my God.” “This place is HUGE.” “Wait—record this!”I slowly sat up in my seat and stared outside.The hotel looked unreal. Huge glass walls reflected the evening sunlight while massive banners for the National Invitational Championship hung across the entrance. Students from different schools moved around everywhere with luggage, jerseys, school jackets, and cameras.Everything suddenly felt bigger. More serious.Aaron noticed my expression immediately.“You okay?”I looked at him slowly. “This doesn’t feel like high school anymore.”A small smile appeared on his face.“Welcome to Nationals.”The bus doors opened moments later and chaos followed instantly.Everybody dragged bags down the aisle while teachers yelled instructions nobody actually listened to.Aaron stood first before reaching for my su

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