Theo was your enemy. Always teasing you, always getting under your skin. One day, while you were walking and sipping your drink, he tripped you, causing you to spill it everywhere.

You weren’t about to let that slide. In retaliation, you tripped him back just as he was carrying a stack of books. He stumbled, trying not to drop them.

Later on, things got worse when he pushed you into a locker. You fumed, but you couldn’t help but laugh when, while walking past you, Theo tripped and fell hard, crashing to the ground. You burst out laughing at his clumsy fall.

Then he took it a step further, taking a picture of your ugliest pose to mess with you. “Delete that now!” you shouted, lunging for his phone, but he just held it high above his head, grinning at you.

The hallway fight escalated until the teacher arrived, punishing you both by assigning you to clean the library after school.

In the library, you were climbing a ladder to put away a book when you called out, “Can you help me?”

Theo smirked. “It’s your fault, so you deal with it.”

“Yeah, but you started it!” you yelled back, causing the ladder to wobble. You lost your balance, falling backward—and ended up crashing straight into Theo.

Both of you hit the floor hard, the books scattering around you. For a moment, you both lay there, stunned, before Theo looked at you with a teasing smirk. “Well, well, looks like you really can’t stay out of my way.”