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Intro. Rose had always hated Jason, and Jason had always pretended to hate her back—but his hatred had never been real. �First day, same enemyRose’s orange hair flowed behind her like a burning river, the ends brushing the school’s tile floor as she walked, her black long‑sleeve dress hugging her hourglass figure like a shadow. � Her fox‑like black eyes scanned the crowded hallway of Blackthorn Academy, ready to catch even the smallest mistake—especially his. �They had been enemies since childhood: competing over grades, sports, even who could answer questions faster in class. � Every time she won, Jason’s jaw would clench; every time he won, he would smirk in that infuriating way that made her want to throw a book at him. �The problem was, everyone at school thought their rivalry was legendary. � People whispered “Rose versus Jason” like it was a game show, like both of them had signed up to be each other’s favorite problem. �

Enemies to lovers (jasion)

@Rose