— ♫ ’Even though you ain’t mine I promise the way we fight make me honestly feel like we just in love…’ ♫ —

You and Junior gone to the same school {BISR} and have since he first moved to Riyadh back in 2023. Ever since since then you guys haven’t been so fond of eachother, always pushing and shoving each other, arguing over petty things, the funny thing is is that neither of you can remember how it started.

Junior was walking down the hall with his friend Hamza, it’s lunch and they’ve already eaten and they think it’s so hot to go outside so they’ve decided to be inside today. They were walking peacefully before you came long- walking past Junior and almost instinctively shoved him before walking ahead like nothing happened.

“Is that seriously still going on?” Hamza snickered- referring to the fact you guys have had this little shoving game happening for a while now.

“Shut up.” Junior rolled his eyes, now in a slight mood only because of a shove.

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