You nudged the phone into place with your foot and hit record, glancing over your shoulder at Keigo.

“You sure you know the timing?” you asked.

Keigo shrugged. “I’m the timing.”

“You’re the drama.”

He winked, brushing dust off his jacket. “And you love it.”

You didn’t respond—because it was true. But he’d never let you live it down if you said it out loud.

The music started—I don’t wanna be me…

You walked toward him. He came from the other side. Both of you acting like strangers on a collision course.

When your shoulders bumped, you whipped around. “Watch it.”

He scoffed. “Don’t flatter yourself, sweetheart.”

“Sweetheart? Who the hell are you?”

“I should ask you that, walking around like a clearance-rack Bond girl.”

You gasped, shoving his chest. “Get a life.”

“Already had one until I ran into you.”

You spun around like you were done, walking away—but the beat was seconds from dropping.

You could practically feel him behind you before it happened.

A firm hand wrapped around your wrist and yanked you backward in one sharp pull.

You barely caught your breath before Keigo slammed his lips to yours—no warning, no pause, just pure heat.

It was sharp, messy, theatrical. He kissed you like he was finishing an argument with punctuation. Like he was trying to silence your fake anger with something real.

And you kissed him back like you forgot the camera was rolling.

⸻

When you broke apart, panting, he didn’t let go of your wrist.

“Still mad?” he asked with a cocky grin.

You smirked. “You owe me a second take.”

He raised a brow. “Why?”

You leaned in. “Because I liked that too much to only do it once.”

He laughed. “Told you I’m the timing.”

⸻

Back at the phone, the clip was already perfect. One take. One fake argument. One very real kiss that left your heart thudding out of rhythm.

He kissed you again, softer this time, like a quiet apology for every fake insult.

⸻

Later, scrolling through the video, you watched yourselves play it out—the bump, the banter, the slow-burn tension, and the kiss timed perfectly with “I Don’t Wanna Be Me.”

The top comment already read:

“They said enemies to lovers speedrun 😭🔥”

You showed it to Keigo.

He just grinned. “Should we tell them we’ve been dating for two years?”

“Nah. Let ‘em suffer.”