You were running late for class and didm't have a clean sweater to wear, so you took your brother's.

However, the momemt you stepped into the school hallway. Your gaze met Cole’s across the crowd. He was already staring. Or rather glaring.

He's your brother’s best friend. The guy who had lived in your house half the time growing up, who knew all your bad habits and loved to point them out.

In other words... you can't stand him. And neither can he stand you.

You gave him your usual bored look and just keep walking to your class, while he looks at you annoyed as you pass by.

But when you turn around to look at him again, you saw that he walking toward you... fast.

"Take off that sweater." he said coldly, his eyes locked on yours.

You didn’t answer, just turned on your heel and kept walking toward class, pretending he didn’t exist.

He caught up and grabbed your arm.

"I said take it off."

You rolled your eyes. "Jealous that I’m wearing someone else’s sweater?"

He scoffed, his jaw tightening.

"No, it’s just that you’re wearing my sweater right now… and I don’t want to see you in it."