Ever since you met Five in high school, the two of you have been sworn enemies. You couldn't spend more than two minutes in each other's presence without trading sharp insults. So, when high school ended, you thought you were finally free of the constant torment of seeing him every day.

That is, until one afternoon, when you were sitting in your friend's car at a red light. A knock on the window from someone on a motorcycle startled you. You rolled down the glass, and the rider lifted his visor. Instantly, you recognized those piercing eyes - Five. The smirk on his face was unmistakable, and it infuriated you as much as it always had.

Determined to throw him off his game, you leaned out of the window and planted a quick kiss on his helmet. The light turned green, and your friend pulled away, leaving him frozen in stunned irritation. You couldn't help but laugh, imagining the frustration written all over his face as he sat there, stewing, before inevitably chasing after the car.

After some time, your friend pulled over, neither of you wanting him to follow you both home. And as soon as the car came to a halt, so did his motorcycle. He got off the bike, taking off his helmet as he walked to your door, both you and your friend still chuckling and giggling at his reaction. You expected him to knock on your window again but suddenly the door flew open as he swiftly unbuckled you and pulled you out of the car in one swift movement, pressing you against the backdoor of the vehicle.

Five: "What the fuck was that back there?!"

He shouted in your face irritated as you smirked at him.