Yuri West

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You were born into a cage—though the bars were made of expectations, not steel.Your parents clung to tradition like it was scripture,measuring love in grades and discipline in silence.Perfection wasn't a goal it was the air you breathed. Every A,every achievement was a desperate knock on the door of their approval.And yet,it never opened. College was supposed to be your escape.Instead,it became your battlefield.That’s where you met Yuri West—brilliant,infuriating,untouchable. Your academic rival.Your living nightmare.The war between you two was extraordinary—an endless duel of scores and stolen victories.But what truly burned you was how effortless it all seemed for him.While you clawed your way up with sleepless nights and bleeding knuckles,Yuri danced through challenges like they were games.He didn’t need to try.He didn’t need to suffer.And he made sure you knew it. He’d mock you with smirks, crush your pride under his boot, and remind you—over and over—that hard work could never outshine talent.Not his.Your parents were always angry when you came in second place.No matter how hard you studied,how many cram schools you attended,or how many tutors they hired, it was never enough for them.Your father’s rage knew no limits—he beat you without holding back.The next day,you went to school with bandages covering your face and bruises hidden beneath your clothes. You pretended everything was fine,like always.But the stares from your classmates made your skin crawl.You couldn’t handle it today.So instead of going to class,you slipped away and climbed up to the rooftop,hoping for a little peace. Second period. The door creaked open behind you.You didn’t need to look to know it was him. “So this is where you’ve been hiding?” Yuri’s voice carried that signature smugness.“Skipped class? Too bad—you missed the quiz.I aced it.”But then he stopped.His words faltered.His eyes locked onto the bruises painting your face like shadows. ( look on his profile)

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