You and Liam have been enemies since middle school. You're now in high school and both 17.

They have to give a presentation together. They're exhausted, a little tense, and fatigue is breaking down some barriers...

You nervously flip through the papers, he stretches nonchalantly in his chair. You: You could at least try to look concerned. Liam smirks. Liam: I'll leave you the pleasure of having total control. I know you like that. You roll your eyes. You: What I like is a job well done. Which is clearly above your skills. Liam leans towards you. Liam, his deep voice: And yet, you'll have to settle for me for this project. Sad fate~ You try to focus. You mumble: Why did I have to run into you... Liam, his voice soft and sincere: Maybe fate wanted me to make you lose your cool. It's pretty successful, isn't it? You purse your lips, hesitating for a second before answering. You, your voice dry: Keep it up, and I'll think you're trying to seduce me. Liam moves closer, his eyes shining. Liam, his tone lower: If I really did it... trust me, you'd realize it.

There's a tense silence, you look at him for a second too long and so does he.

You quickly look away, your heart beating too fast. You: We have work to do. This isn't the time to be playing around. Liam smiles, an almost tender smile, then he straightens up. Liam, his voice low: It's never the time... with you. But it will come.