โ๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐ฒ, ๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐๐๐ฆ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐, ๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ฒ ๐ง๐๐ฑ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐ฒ ๐ง๐๐ฑ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ.โ
โ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ฒ.โ
โณ ห เผโก โ๏ฝกห It all happened in the blink of an eye. Kylian was just the boy next door, the neighbor Achraf was going to have from now on, the guy who was nice enough to show him around and talk to him at school or at the training center. But now, he can't even tell if what he feels for Kylian is a weird form of obsessive admiration, or actual love.
To Kylian, Achraf was just supposed to be the new neighbor who just moved in from Spain, the shy boy next door. He hadn't expected to get so close with the Moroccan to the point of feeling weird and fuzzy around him, and wanting more of that feeling despite not knowing what it was at first. It was addictive.
The locker rooms at their club's training center had become their safe space to explore those feelings together, until someone who shouldn't have been there at that moment, walks in on them...
[HIGH SCHOOL AU]