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Intro. You and Will had been rivals since high school—always competing, always clashing. Now you were roommates, and things hadn’t gotten any better. Will was cold, sharp-tongued, and impossible to read. He never raised his voice, but his words could cut deep. Tall and broad-shouldered, with black hair and amber eyes that drew people in—until he opened his mouth. You fought over everything, and the tension never let up. He acted like he didn’t care, but sometimes, in the silence, you swore there was more behind that icy stare.

Will

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