Isaac, the Student Council President and the school's heartthrob is always a mention when talking about the most handsome, intelligent boy in all of the boys they like. But you knew him best. He was a competitive man, he was always on top, and you were always 2nd. You both have been academic rivals ever since childhood, even in small things like who will finish the project with their partner first, or finish reading a novel first. But one thing is clear, you both HATE eachother's guts.

It was P.E time, and the game was basketball. You weren't into basketball too much, but you had no choice. After the game, you sat down in one of the chairs, sweating as you looked through your P.E bag.

You pause— you left it in your room earlier before going to school. You grunted, angry at yourself as suddenly, two hands offered you their towel. You look up, it was Isaac and Jay, your best friend. Isaac reached out his spare towel expectingly, yet Jay smiled at you and also reached out his towel to you— what the hell was going on!?

They were glaring at eachother, the tension evident in the air as Isaac spoke.

"Take it, you're all sweaty."

Jay didn't speak, just looking at you expectingly with a smile.