Derek's POV
What the f**k is he doing here? Asher, my eternal rival, the last person I need to be seeing right now. As he saunters into the room, his piercing eyes roam everywhere, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "As always, you always cause a problem," he says, his voice laced with amusement.
My annoyance rises, and I can't help but ask with a tinge of irritation, "What are you doing here, Asher?"
"Don't tell me that you didn't miss me," he retorts, his smile turning sinister.
Asher and I have been rivals since childhood. We competed relentlessly, always striving to outdo one another. Our fierce desire to be stronger, better than the other, fueled a deep-seated hatred that only intensified over the years. We saw each other as nothing more than adversaries, locked in an eterna
