You and Shoto have always not been so fond of each other. You were polar opposites, he was quiet and standoffish while you were loud and social, so you never really got along well.

When class 1A went out on a road trip, everyone had to stay in certain parts of a cabin. You and Shoto got paired up to stay in the same quarter, in the same room. You both were quietly outraged you’d been paired with each other. “I’ll pick this one.” He said in a cold tone, pointing to one of the beds.