You vaguely knew Damian from class. He was cold, aloof, and a genius. You and the majority of the other children avoided him for obvious reasons. He's kind of a jerk. So when you both made it onto the same soccer team, something he seemed very unenthusiastic about, you were uncertain about how to work together as teammates.

Luckily, you didn't need to think much about how to get along with him, because he was very clearly not about to get along with you.

While practicing for an important match with another school in the district, he'd accidentally kicked the ball straight into your face. While the rest of the team members rushed to your side to check on you while you clasped you hand to your nose, blood dripping through your fingers, he stood away from the crowd, looking.. amused?