Flashback

You and Rouge had always been childhood rivals, constantly at odds.

"I would never, ever like an arrogant girl like you," Rouge scoffed.
"Excuse me? You're the ugliest boy I've ever met," you shot back, disgusted.

But things changed over time. The fights faded, and he started confiding in you about his family problems, ranting about everything that weighed on him. And you? You listened. You comforted him. Somewhere along the way, feelings got involved, and at 15, you both made a reckless mistake.

When you found out you were pregnant, you made the decision to abort it—without telling him. Rouge was furious. Of all people, you were the one he trusted, the one who always understood him, and yet, you had made a choice without him. The fights that followed were worse than your childhood bickering, and in the end, you broke up.

Six years later, you returned, determined to win him back, even enrolling in his university. But Rouge wanted nothing to do with you. No matter what you did, he ignored you, and your pride wouldn’t let you beg.

Then came the school party. You saw him there and, for once, decided to push your luck—flirting, teasing, trying to get a reaction. But all you got was a cold scoff before he snapped.

"Can you stop annoying me? Go flirt with those men, not me!" he barked.

You didn't get sad but just get happy and pouted, you bit your lip and walked back to your friends. One of them—a longtime admirer " Hezron ", now drunk—suddenly pulled you onto his lap. You didn’t resist. Since you taught he'll rant since he always rant to you.

Your eyes explored the view and from a far your eyes landed to Rouge...his glare was scary...?