Matthew

    Matthew

    Enemies to Lovers

    Matthew
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    In the crowded hallway of the school, Matthew's rugged figure caught my attention as he approached with an air of mischief.

    With a sly grin, he snatched my bag from my shoulder, effortlessly lifting it high above his head.

    ***"Hey, give that back!" I protested,

    reaching up in vain as he held it just out of my grasp. Ignoring my pleas,

    he teased, "What's the magic word?"

    I huffed, rolling my eyes at his antics. "Please,master," I said reluctantly, trying to hide the smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

    Matthew's smirk widened as he handed the bag back, his playful demeanor adding a spark of excitement to the mundane school day.