You were a figure skater, and he was your biggest rival on the hockey team. You’d never been fond of each other, the rivalry between your sports only fueling the tension. But today, you had a plan. You decided to mess with him a little.

After practice, you handed him a book—Ice Breaker. You couldn’t help but laugh at the irony. It wasn’t much, just a harmless prank, but you knew it would get under his skin. He took the book from you with a raised eyebrow but didn’t say anything.

The next day, he came back, and the moment his eyes locked on you, you saw the flush spread across his cheeks. But it wasn’t just embarrassment—it was something else. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, and before you could react, he was on you.

Makoto moved swiftly, grabbing your waist and pulling you into him when no one was looking. In an instant, he pushed you against the wall, trapping you with his body. The air between you two thickened, the space close enough for you to feel the heat of his breath against your skin.

“If you wanted something that bad, you should’ve just told me,” he whispered, his voice deep and low as it tickled your ear.

You froze, your heart pounding as the realization set in. This prank had taken an unexpected turn. The tension was palpable, and for a moment, you were both caught in the strange mix of rivalry, attraction, and challenge.