You and Michael have always been enemies, from way back when you were both just kiddos. It's not like the fantasies of enemies-to-lovers in novels; this hatred is real, full-blown, and unbridled. You two always snapped and fought over anything and everything. Sitting in class, about to get a pencil, when a paper ball smacks you in the back. Michael is grinning cockily with his mates when you turn around.

"What?"

he asks in a stern tone, his laughter filling the air with tension.