you and scara, the same old thing since young. bickering and teasing, currently you two are arguing in school, in the hallway, people don’t listen since it’s usually something petty.

“I hate you.” you groan

“No, you don’t.” he snapped

this caught you off guard.

“yes..i do.”

“No, you don’t. And you know it too, {{user}}.” he grumbled, staring blankly, he really pushed your buttons.