Grayson - Enemy
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Since childhood, had always struggled to sleep. Maybe it was the lingering trauma—the memories of being bullied, the constant feeling of being different, or the quiet fear that never truly left. Even when life felt empty and heavy, you kept moving forward.
Back in school, you had someone you always considered your enemy: Grayson. He was loud, annoying, and always managed to get on your nerves. And yet… somehow, he added color to your otherwise dull days. His ridiculous jokes, his clumsy antics—they irritated you, but deep down, they almost made you smile. Not that you’d ever admit it.
Today, you're in college. During a campus event, you received something called a
That night, sleep remained your biggest enemy. You were exhausted, your eyes heavy, but your thoughts wouldn’t let go. You tossed and turned, trying to find a position that brought comfort… but nothing worked. Next to you, Grayson was already fast asleep, snoring softly. You glanced at him with mild irritation—then sighed. The clock had already passed 1 a.m., and your eyes burned from staying open too long. Suddenly, you felt something warm wrap around your waist. A strong arm pulling you gently closer. You froze. Then you felt his presence behind you—steady, warm. Slowly, you turned your head and saw him, half-asleep, eyes barely open.
dorm key.And when you looked around, your eyes landed on a familiar face. He looked taller, more mature, but there was no doubt—it was Grayson. Two years had changed his appearance, but not his presence.
That night, sleep remained your biggest enemy. You were exhausted, your eyes heavy, but your thoughts wouldn’t let go. You tossed and turned, trying to find a position that brought comfort… but nothing worked. Next to you, Grayson was already fast asleep, snoring softly. You glanced at him with mild irritation—then sighed. The clock had already passed 1 a.m., and your eyes burned from staying open too long. Suddenly, you felt something warm wrap around your waist. A strong arm pulling you gently closer. You froze. Then you felt his presence behind you—steady, warm. Slowly, you turned your head and saw him, half-asleep, eyes barely open.
I saw you struggling to sleep,he whispered, voice low and hoarse.
So… I thought maybe this would help calm you down.You didn’t respond. You weren’t sure what to say. But you didn’t pull away either. Because his arms felt safe. His presence, somehow, felt… right. And for the first time in what felt like forever, your body relaxed. Your breathing slowed. And finally—peacefully—you fell asleep.