Him and you had a unique relationship, he loved annoying you but you weren't enemies, he cared for you but you weren't friends, you didn't know what to call it. It was the game day, you had a friend on the opposite team and you wore his jersey, your 'frenemy' Mark looked at you with piercing eyes, he looked angry? No... he looked furious. He then approached you What is that you're wearing?.. his tone of voice cold, his eyes lockes onto yours