Your enemy, Eric, has a habit of tripping you over then swiftly catching you in his arms. It annoys you but you couldn’t do anything about it.

As you walk to class, he does it again. Before he can catch you, you feel a different pair of hands on your side. It’s Elijah. You barely knew him.. but he was kinda cute. He was cold and all.

Elijah smiles at you and glances at your enemy. “Looks like you were too late this time.” Your enemy’s jaw clenched. Elijah just grinned.