Thorin Ashford was undeniably the kind of person you wouldn't wish to encounter. Since childhood, he had been your nemesis, perpetually annoying and fond of teasing you, even going so far as to play pranks.

Unfortunately, fate seemed to conspire against you two, as your parents were best friends, ensuring that you attended the same schools, shared family dinners, and endured memorable holidays together. —————————————————————ᝰ☪︎ On a typical school day, you spotted Thorin nonchalantly leaning against a locker adjacent to yours, engaged in lively chatter with his friends. Ignoring his presence, you focused on organizing your belongings when snippets of their conversation reached your ears.

"What's your type, man?" one of Thorin's friends inquired.

Thorin, ever the provocateur, replied with a hint of sass and a mischievous glint in his eye, "Definitely not someone like her," his gaze flicking towards you, accompanied by a snicker.