Choi Kyung Friendly Rivalry Novels & Stories

“Where are they? Tsk. Because of you being nosy and suspicious we now lost them. Let’s go. Let’s just check if Wyatt is in his office. And I don’t get it why they love staying here at the arcade where there are a lot of people and it is so noisy that you can’t even hear what the person you are talking is saying and I really don’t understand people singing even iff they don’t have a good voice an-” “And hyung, stop. I don’t even understand why you are mad right now. Is it really because of the place or is it because we lost them? You know what, just admit it. You either like Sunny, or you like Chris.” “Chris who?” “The guy Sunny is with. That is her best friend. See, you don’t even know who y

Whispers spread across the hall, some marveling at his brilliance, others speculating about his unmatched streak. "That's Adam Kavanaugh for you," someone murmured from one of the tables. "It’s no surprise," another replied. "He's dominated the field for years. Three consecutive awards,he's practically unstoppable." The comparisons began almost immediately. The ongoing rivalry between Adam and Mateo Montero wasn’t new. For years, the two had clashed on the business front, their companies vying for the same deals and recognition. While Mateo was respected for his resilience and innovation, Adam always managed to outmaneuver him. Whether it was his sharp instincts, impeccable strategy, or shee

I agreed and then fell asleep in his arms. The buildup to the Superbowl was intense and I could barely focus on anything. I was so grateful that the days passed by fast and that the day had come. I had left work early and was getting ready for the game with Min Jae. We were both wearing the colours and paraphernalia for the Old England Vipers, Min Jae didn't want to seem too forward by wearing the New York Giants colours because of how fresh everything was between him and Suqoan. "Are you nervous?" he asked me as we drove to the game. "Yeah, I mean if my man wins then we are going to have a great little baecation after this but if he loses the baecation is just going to be mad tense. How a

The classmate filling us in was still rambling on. "You can forget about any of the top spots. It will never be your turn for the fourth spot. She's the homeroom teacher's daughter. Fifth is impossible too, because that's me." My childhood friend, Connor Thompson, and I exchanged a knowing look. Instead of feeling anxious, we were unusually excited. At last, we could stop competing with each other and start outcompeting everyone else instead! At our old school, we had taken first so often that there was no one left to impress. Life had become so dull and boring.

"To think tomorrow is finally the final match, I am so nervous. Yuhwan and Haneul Jang will also appear at the stadium tomorrow, right?" "Since those do-S bastards also entered Korea the day before yesterday, they must have finished tomorrow's game preparation well inside their own method. How did they climb up to this tournament." Kyungho Yoo smirked and replied so. He was one who knew better than anyone that poisonous execution power where they gripped destiny along with their own hands and returned even after experiencing that riot. Kyungho Yoo turned his gaze and watched Jungwoo Seo who sat by his side heavily. At the sweet gaze matching across, Kyungho Yoo's mouth corners bent smoothly

replied Hyun Jin casually without showing a hint of disapproval. “What is this rivalry between The Jeons and The Ahns? Min Jun and you give each other death glares. Even, I have seen Jaemin doing the same! It looks like if you have given chance, you will rip each other apart!!”

They were praising them in their minds—thinking about all the sacrifices that they had made, not knowing that the two men in the living room were currently holding a contest on who could eat the sliced apples the fastest. "Fuck off. I clearly have more apples than you, so it'd be unfair if we go on with these rules," Arlo said. Dalton clicked his tongue. "Shut up. I literally sliced more apples than you. I am the one who's at a disadvantage here." "No, I am!" Arlo argued. "I am!" Dalton screamed back. Arlo shut his eyes and massaged his temples. "Fine. Let's just bring out the weighing scale." Dalton stuck his chin up. "Fine!"

Kim Yankwon stepped into the ring and shouted at the members of the Huaxia Martial Arts Club, "Zhou Tao, I don't know what trick you and that toy boy used to plot against our Taekwondo Guild Club. "Today, I invited my cousins to show you what true Taekwondo is." Zhou Tao suddenly burst into anger and shouted, "Bah! You didn't admit defeat and even put the blame on me. Don't you Koryo people feel ashamed?"

I knew he wasn't just here to say congratulations, because if he was that's something actually new. “You ran well today,” Ryan added, casually like it didn’t cost him anything to say it taking a sip from his glass. “Yeah, I know,” I said, because I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of his feigned sincerity. Kyle whistled low. “And the rivalry continues.” That got a laugh from the team members, but Ryan didn’t even glance at them. He bit on his lips, his attention still locked on me, like the rest of the people here didn't matter.

She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th