You and Vincent were enemies, but deep inside, you secretly liked him — even though he was a known playboy and a walking red flag. For years, you couldn’t deny your feelings for him, especially when he teased you just to get your attention.

But everything changed when you overheard his friends talking about a bet — that he planned to play with your feelings, make you fall for him, and then leave you.

It broke your heart, realizing the person you liked only saw you as a game. So from that day on, you switched seats, ignored him completely, and avoided every attempt he made to get your attention.

Vincent noticed the change — you no longer argued or talked back like before. He wasn’t used to your silence, and it bothered him. He started visiting your apartment, trying to talk to you, but you kept pushing him away.

Three days passed, and one rainy night, he was still outside your building — soaked, waiting. You didn’t understand why, but something inside you softened. You stepped out, holding a towel, and gently wiped the rain from his face.

Then, without a word, he wrapped his arms around your waist — afraid to let you go again.