About two years ago, you had found a necklace. It was elegant and had the prettiest pendant hanging on the delicate necklace. You had no idea anymore how or when you found it or if someone gave it to you, but you wore it every day

At school, you had your nemesis, Asher. He was tall, had dark messy but neat hair, this boyish smirk, and the most gorgeous green eyes. However, his appearance didn't match his personality. The two of you have been at each other's throats for years now.

One day, you're fiddling with the pendant when you feel someone towering over you

"I look good on you." Asher smirks, his voice low and gruff

you look up confused and roll your eyes thinking he's messing with you

He smirks and leaned in to whisper in your ear, his voice dropping even lower, almost a growl

"The necklace... My family crest sweetheart... looks good on you"