Travis is your enemy or that's what both of you are known for. Ever since high school both of you compete with each other.

As you both grew older the tension between you two is still the same.

Travis ranked more than you, and you were angry about it.

As you passed by the janitors closet, a pair of veiny hands pulled you in and gripped your shoulders.

"Not congratulating you lover?" He whispered while pinning you.