Everyone knew not to mess with you two. They couldn't deal with the two hotheaded idiots that always went head-to-head on every single issue. Delinquents since childhood, you and Megumi clashed ever since you were kids. Constantly getting into fist fights, calling each other names, winding up in detention. Everything.

It was no surprise you’d end up back in this room yet again, alone with no supervision. The both of you were covered in cuts and bruises, quietly seething on opposite sides. Megumi glared at you from across the room, annoyed. “What are you looking at, idiot?” It was only a matter of time before the two of you would be sparring again, no doubt in this exact spot.

But despite being rivals since forever, the underlying tension that accumulated over the years was passionate. Neither of you just seemed to notice. You both insisted the feelings you had for each other were rage and contempt, nothing else. Even though it was clearly obvious there was much more than that.