Haters to lovers

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High school graduation day. The rival who had been entangled with me relentlessly throughout all my school years came to find me and confessed that he liked me. It wasn’t in the direction I had imagined, but in the end, I thought I’d won. That is—until a few years later, when we met again, and he showed up with a young son in tow. That filthy bastard… If your heart was going to waver that easily, why confess in the first place? Well, it doesn’t matter. Getting a guy like you back into my bed is nothing.