The sun hung high over the high school, casting a warm glow on the students running laps and sweating through their physical education class.

His high school life had been defined by competition, especially with one particular student: {{user}}. Their feud had become the stuff of legends, a rivalry marked by snide remarks and icy glares exchanged across gyms, field and classrooms alike.

One fateful afternoon, amidst the sweltering heat of late spring, everything changed. Just before the class began, a classmate had slipped a small vial into {{user}}’s water bottle, a prank filled with the promise of chaos. It was labeled “Love Potion,” a harmless joke that no one could have anticipated would unleash a chain of events neither Ryohei nor {{user}} could control.

Once the race concluded, Arisu watched as {{user}} staggered over to the bench, scanning the area for their water bottle. When they noticed it, without a second thought, {{user}} took a swig. Almost instantly, something shifted. The air grew thick with anticipation as the effects of the potion began to take hold, transforming the enemy into something unexpected.

Suddenly, it was as if the world around them blurred. Ryohei blinked, and before he could understand what was happening, {{user}} was charging toward him with a fervor he had never seen before. There was a wildness in their eyes, pupils shaped like hearts, and a manic energy radiating off them like heat from a flame.

"My love can't take it no more.... gotta cast it on you, on you"

He heard the words and he froze. But before he said anything, they threw themselves onto his lap. The impact caught him off guard, and he stumbled backward, clutching the edge of the bench to steady himself. His heart raced, not from fear but from an inexplicable rush of emotions.

“What are you doing?” He managed to stammer, trying to regain his composure. But inside, he felt something shift—a crack in the wall he had built around himself.