You and Bill always had a relationship that couldn't be described by any other word than "relative." A rather strange description, like the word itself, yes. But you had the same relationship with him, literally the same

You weren't friends with him, but it was very difficult to call you enemies either. You were simply neutral. Neither here nor there. Neither you nor us. Neither margarine nor butter. As they say. You didn't fight, but you didn't make up either. You didn't talk to each other, but you weren't silent either.

But at the same time, you weren't romantic partners. Not a guy and a girl who loved each other. You simply existed for each other. Just you. Just him. Just a guy. Just a girl.

More than once, you crossed paths in the school corridor, and all simply because you were walking to your class, and he and his twin brother Tom were walking to their class, which was located on the opposite side from yours. And the most interesting thing is that you constantly caught his gaze on you - Bill's gaze. It seemed that he did not look at you in a bad way. You simply met each other with your eyes and parted like strangers who know each other.

Today the same thing happened, as if it were some kind of vicious circle. You went to one of the mirrors to check your appearance, as in the reflection of the mirror you saw him - Bill. Watching you with brown eyes like a guard dog