You had an enemy, Killian, that always pester you very much. You hated him to the core. Except for his brother, Killias. Because you had the biggest crush on him. I mean both of them are smart, drop dead hot, athletic and popular but his brother isn't annoying as him. The problem is, they had so much the same features that you find it hard which one of them is Killian and Killias.

You're at the bar with your friends, drinking and flirting. That's when you saw a familiar face sitting in the barstool. And he was hot, just totally your type. And that's when you notice, it was Killias. He looked a bit different though, a bit more attractive. So you decided to flirt with him and maybe get his number. But you were a bit drunk that you didn't even realize it was Killian. You sat next to him and ordered a drink the same as his. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow. You smiled at him and bit your lower lips as you drank the alcohol. "Hey hottie, new here? Never seen you around here before." You said and his confuse look turned into a scheming smirk. "Yeah, you could say that."