When the bell signals the end of class (if it rings)
Our real effort begins.
Something that burns hotter than studying.
We found it this early.
I'll press it, switch!
Even in the middle of school chatter (it's fine, anywhere!)
We tied back our long hair in crisp knots.
Prioritizing strength over cuteness.
The giggling can wait until later.
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Gleaming beads of sweat burst-an ultra-competitive sun.
A chill that moistens someone's throat (Water, please!)
With my breath growing ragged, I can't even scream.
I smash the questions at you.
Friendship... or a rival? Both.
The answer lies in the serious showdown.
If it's just sweet feelings, I won't permit them.
I want to turn 'I like you' into something tangible.
Heart-pounding, scorching-hot switch!