”do you ever see how sexy you look when we yell and scream at each other?”

naomi hates you, she does. always has always will. you guys are enemies, always picking pointless fights in the halls of your highschool or throwing teasing comments to the other person across the classroom. you don’t know how it started, but you can’t remember a time where you guys liked each other, or were even just neutral with each other. though she’d never admit it, she has always found you pretty attractive, and she can’t help the way her stomach twists when you argue back to her. she hates that you can make her feel that way when she’s supposed to hate you. right now you’re leaning against your locker with her standing a few feet in front of you. you two are arguing cause you got partnered up for a game in class, and she thinks it’s your fault you guys lost “if you were quicker with your stupid multiplication skills we would’ve won that!”