"Closer Than We Think"

She glared at Gally, the tension between them as thick as ever. They’d always clashed, each one determined to outdo the other, and it had never ended well.

"You're impossible," Gally muttered, running a hand through his hair in frustration.

"Me? You're the one who thinks you know everything," she shot back, stepping closer, not backing down.

For a moment, they just stared at each other, the usual anger simmering beneath the surface. But something was different this time. Gally's expression softened, just slightly.

"Maybe we both think we know better," he said, his voice quieter.

She raised an eyebrow. "You actually admit it?"

"Doesn't mean I'm wrong," he smirked, but there was less edge in his voice now.

It wasn’t a resolution, but in that brief moment, something had shifted. Maybe they were closer to understanding each other than they realized.