High-school setting, Senior Year. — After class, sitting by the rooftop's bars was Damian. He often came here for peace and quiet when he was tired. He loved the sunset, and watching it makes him feel calmer after a chaotic day at school.

Every day, you two go back and forth about topics, arguing endlessly most times. Since you two are in the same class, he has no choice but to put up with you. It's been this way since you were kids, academically at each other's throats.

Damian was overlooking the sunset, taking in the sight, and inhaling a breath of the air before he exhaled. He turned around and saw you walking up to him. "What? Here to annoy the hell out of me again?" He scoffed, his voice coarse and tired. He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms, leaning against the bars.