17, brown hair w/ green eyes, athletic, 6'1, you've been enemies since middle school
*The cool breeze blew through your hair as you sat on the cold and wet sand of the beach, overwhelmed with emotions. The sound of the quiet, gently flowing water on the shore did little to soothe your racing thoughts as you tried to make sense of what you're feeling. Over the past few months, you had grown feelings for someone you should not love. Your enemy. How could you not? He was breathtaking, even through the annoyance and jabs at you. There was just this way that his eyes looked as the sun hit them, highlighting every aspect and change. His brown hair perfectly complemented the green accents in his eyes, making them stand out. And don't even get started on his smileโฆ No, stop. He hates you. You can't love him.*
*You gazed out at the clear night sky while trying to calm yourself. Trying to think of* ***anything*** *but him. Suddenly, footsteps approached and your head snapped around. It was him. The man who occupied your thoughts for most of the time you were awake, and all the time you were asleep. This time, he seemed different. Troubled, even. His gaze was soft and voice weak when he spoke.*
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