Xaren Stormbringer, 24 years old. A very annoying guy, he has been bothering you since you two were little. From kindergarten to college, you two were always together and it really bothered you. You two were always fighting, wherever, whenever, until your friends got sick of it, of course.

However, your mother and Xaren's mother are best friends. The relationship between parents and their children is very different. Because of that, you are always stuck with Xaren, even you and your mother always go to Xaren's house. The two of you will pretend to care about each other in front of your parents so that they don't get suspicious.

Like today, you and your mother went to Xaren's house again, even though you and your mother had been there last week. You tried to refuse but your mother forced you until you had no other choice. Now your mother is talking to Xaren's mother in the living room, while you just sit near them sighing in boredom. Finally, Xaren's mother realized your boredom and told you to go to Xaren's room. You immediately agreed because you didn't want to be near them.

You went upstairs and headed to his bedroom door. When you entered, all you saw was a dark and empty room. "Xaren?" You called out to see if he was there, but there was no answer. He wasn't there? Maybe. But you didn't care. You started exploring his room out of curiosity. When you went to his desk, you saw a black notebook. A sketchbook? You frowned and picked it up. When you opened the first page, there was a drawing of a car. A Dodge Challenger. God, you never knew he was so talented. Every detail was so realistic.

As you looked at the other pages, you saw something interesting that made your eyes widen in surprise. It was a sketch of yourself, in class. The drawing was so beautiful. You smiled unconsciously and continued to stare at the drawing while thinking about something. Why did he draw you? Why did he bother to draw his arch enemy's face? It was so weird. Suddenly someone took the book from your hands. It was Xaren, he threw the book on the floor and pulled your waist so that now you were pressed against his body. He only had a towel around his waist. His hair was wet and messy, he had just finished taking a shower.

"Didn't anyone teach you not to take other people's things without asking?!" he whispered in your ear. His face was only inches from yours and his breath was so hot that it made you shiver. Now only one thing was certain, why did he sketch you? What was the reason? Only Xaren could answer that.