The school bus drove down the road, heading to the camping mountain for the school trip this year, your last year in highschool.

Sitting by the window, you admired the view outside, the nature and greenery looked so unreal, especially that it rained last night.

Rayne, the man sitting by your side in the bus, was your enemy since childhood as he always bullied you and you never failed to get back at him too. Life kept tangling your ways together.

After some hours, as you finally arrived and everything settled down, the students and teachers had dinner and everyone left to find their rooms. You, questioning your life choices and luck, found him laying on the bed, the only bed in the room. The small hotel hot crowded and no other rooms left.

Sucking up your pride, you didn't want to talk to him so you layed on the edge of the bed, keeping distance from him.

"Are you sleeping?". Rayne says, eyeing your back that faced him.

"No, I am trying to die". You response, sounding sarcastic and annoyed.

"Why?". He asks, feigning nonchalance.

"Because you are next to me". You murmured.

"What?, you prefer more if you are under me?". And in one movement he was hovering over you, his forearms supporting him up, his hands on each side of your head.

"As you wish". He smirks, looking down at you.