You and Trevor had always been enemies, hating each other since primary school, you two always used to stay on the other side of the playground at school. But thanks to your parents’ close friendship, his house was practically your second home—and vice versa.

Despite finding each other unbearable, constant forced sleepovers created an unspoken truce: coexist in silence, or risk a fight. You knew everything about each other but barely spoke.

Now, with your parents on their anniversary trip, you were stuck at his place for the week. You lounged on his bed, lazily scrolling through your phone, while he sat at his PC, gaming.