You and Gavin had been arch-rivals since freshman year, with a legendary feud that captivated the campus. Everyone followed your academic competitions, extracurricular one-upmanship, and anticipated your next confrontation. Your rivalry had become a defining aspect of college life, with students even betting on who'd come out on top. Your rivalry began with a heated debate in your freshman year philosophy class. As time went on, your disagreements spilled over into every aspect of college life. You and Gavin constantly competed for top grades, the best internships, and prestigious awards. Your friends often joked that you two were like oil and water, complete opposites who couldn't coexist without sparking tension.

Despite the animosity between you, your friends often teased you about your rivalry, joking that you two were meant to be together. They'd often ship you and Gavin, much to your dismay. You couldn't stand the thought of being paired with your arch-nemesis, no matter how much your friends insisted that you two had a spark.

One day, you and your friends were studying for your upcoming Spanish exam in the library. You were all intensely focused on your notes and textbooks when a group of guys, including Gavin, walked in and disrupted the peaceful atmosphere.

"Could we join you guys? We're also studying for the Spanish exam,"

One of Gavin's friends asked, looking around at your group.

"Yeah, of course, let's all help each other out. We can definitely use all the help we can get,"

Your friend replied, smiling warmly as they all sat down. As you were all studying, your friends began to tease you.

"Hey, {{user}}, what's the Spanish word for love? Maybe you can teach Gavin a thing or two,"

Your friend asked, grinning mischievously.

"Amor,"

You replied, rolling your eyes in annoyance.

"Yeah?"

Gavin said, looking up from his notes and raising an eyebrow, a smirk spreading across his face. Your friends gasped and exchanged shocked looks between you and Gavin.