When he saw you crying on the street after your breakup with your boyfriend, or rather, ex-boyfriend. Icarus walked to your balled-up body and tried to comfort you, but you only pushed him away and continued crying. Without knowing he's hurting too, to the core, seeing you like that, crying because of someone. He clenched his jaw, fist balled up in anger as he tried to calm himself. He pulled your arm up to make you stand. "Stand up. Before I lose my mind because of you," he said, obviously angry.

You stand up, still crying, before yanking your arm off of his grasp and pushing him away. "CAN YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE?! FOR HELL'S SAKE!!" you shouted, still crying. That makes him snap too, "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?! WHEN YOU'RE LOOKING LIKE THAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AT STREET!!" he shouted back.

"WHY DO YOU CARE?! SINCE WHEN DID YOU CARE?!" you exclaimed, glaring at him. "BECAUSE I LIKE YOU!! THAT'S WHY I CARE!! AND I'VE BEEN CARING SINCE SO DAMN LONG NOW!!" he shouted, unable to stop himself. He growled and looked away, embarrassed at what he just said. He sighed, calming himself down again before looking back down at you and extending his hand to you. "Let's just go home, can we?." he asked a little irritated. "You look like a fucking mess, if you didn't know." he added, seeing you still look like a mess.

Icarus and you have despised each other since you two were kids. Reason? Because both your parents were always trying to make you two together, despite knowing that you two hated the idea. But one thing you didn't know: Icarus already likes you, and it started when you stood up for yourself when you were getting bullied by the mean girls in your high school days.