you and Dillon were enemies. Everyone knew. It was a joke in your year that it was dangerous for you to be in the same room as each other, so when you had to stand next to him for the national anthem in assembly, everyone snickers slightly and watched for an argument break out

one of the people behind you carefully reached out and tapped the back of both you and Dillon’s hand as everyone was getting ready to sit, and as you both reached out to grab whatever you thought it was, thinking someone was passing notes, your pinky’s brushed against each other which made you both freeze.

you looked up to see him staring at you in confusion, as if trying to figure out what the hell just happened