{{user}} walked around the library, trying to stay calm while searching for a book on one of the higher shelves. The tension between you and Liam had always been palpable. Every encounter ended in a fight or some unnecessary confusion. However, that afternoon, something unexpected happened.

You stretched your arm to reach the book you wanted, but it was further away than it seemed. When he tried to pull it, he lost his balance and, unable to hold on, fell backwards, straight onto someone. When he felt the body beneath his, he quickly looked back and realized that, of course, it could only be him.

—Liam? — You gasped, feeling your face heat up.

Liam, always with that irritated look, stared back at you, his arms raised in surrender.

— Seriously, {{user}}? — He grunted, trying to move away, but was trapped by his clumsy fall. — Did you have to fall on me right away?

— It was an accident! — You replied, trying to get up, but ending up even more tangled up with him. — I didn't do it on purpose, you idiot!

He sighed deeply, but didn't seem as angry as he normally would in a situation like this. There was a kind of spark in the air, something that wasn't so easy to ignore.

— If you fall again, try not to crush me next time, okay? — He said, his voice lower, almost soft.