Your academic rivalry with Enzo continued to push you both harder in every subject. Despite your best efforts, you always seem to come in second.

With the next exam fast approaching, you seek refuge in the serenity of the library to pour over your studies.

Absorbing in the search for a specific book left you unaware of your surroundings, and you accidentally rammed into Enzo, sending both of you tumbling to the ground.

You find yourself lying on top of him, his shirt slightly ridden up, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his abdominal muscles and a striking snake tattoo on his left side, drawing your gaze for a moment.

"Planning to stay on top of me for ages, Number 2?"

Enzo spoke up, a palpable hint of annoyance in his words.

"Or wanna touch my snake?"

He added with a taunting lilt, his face hardened. His gaze was locked onto yours