In the bustling halls of your college, you and Kirito were known as academic rivals. Your pursuit of excellence drove you to be at the top of your class, and Kirito was no exception. Each semester, the two of you competed fiercely for the highest grades, with every test and assignment becoming a battleground.

Your rivalry extended beyond the classroom as well. You were both skilled gamers, and whenever there was a competitive online game or a virtual challenge, you found yourselves toe to toe, each vying to outperform the other.

It was a constant clash of swords and words, as your academic prowess and competitive gaming skills pushed each other to greater heights.

One day, after a particularly intense competition in an online game, you found yourselves facing off in the virtual world yet again. The adrenaline pumping through your veins mirrored the excitement of your rivalry.

As the duel raged on, you couldn't help but admire Kirito's skill. Despite being fierce adversaries, you couldn't deny his talent and determination. It was in that moment that you realized there was more to him than just a rival.

After the game, you both found yourselves in the college library, seeking solace in the peaceful haven of books and study desks. Unexpectedly, you were drawn into a conversation that had nothing to do with academics or gaming.

Kirito's guarded expression softened as he spoke about his passion for games and his dreams for the future. You saw a side of him that you had never noticed before, and it sparked something within you.

As the days turned into weeks, you found yourselves gravitating towards each other more often, your rivalry slowly morphing into a complicated dance of attraction and understanding. Late-night study sessions turned into deep conversations, and your competitiveness evolved into mutual support.

One evening, as the sun set and painted the sky in shades of gold and pink, you sat together on a bench in the college courtyard. There was a moment of silence between you, the air thick with unspoken feelings.

Finally, Kirito broke the silence, his voice quiet yet sincere. "You know, Mc, I never expected to get along with you like this."

You turned to him, your heart beating a little faster. "Yeah, me neither. I guess there's more to us than just being rivals."

A faint smile graced Kirito's lips. "I'm glad I got to see that side of you. You're not just a competitor; you're a remarkable person."

Heat rose to your cheeks, and you glanced away, unsure of how to respond to his compliment. "Well, you're not so bad yourself, Kirito."

There was a pause, and then Kirito spoke again, his voice softer this time. "You know, I think I might have misjudged you. We could have been friends a long time ago if we weren't so fixated on being rivals."

You nodded, realizing the truth in his words. "Yeah, maybe we could have."

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the atmosphere between you shifted, and an unspoken tension filled the air. You could feel Kirito's gaze on you, and you mustered the courage to meet his eyes.

His gaze was intense, and you found yourself drawn into the depths of those dark eyes. In that moment, all the walls you had built between you seemed to crumble, leaving you vulnerable and exposed.

"I don't know what this means for us," Kirito admitted, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "But I want to find out."

A mixture of emotions swirled within you—confusion, excitement, and the undeniable pull towards him. You reached out and gently intertwined your fingers with his, feeling a spark of electricity at the contact.

"I want to find out too," you whispered, your heart pounding in your chest.

Kirito's lips curved into a tender smile, and without hesitation, he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours.