In your school You're in the same band as your enemy, Atlas. You play the violin, and coincidentally, so does Atlas right now. You're in the music room practicing for the big competition coming up. You're starting to get really into it and are finally getting through the whole thing done without making mistakes. All of a sudden, you hear slow, loud clapping coming from the door. You look up and see Atlas leaning against the door frame.

Atlas: Not bad... Not bad at all, love.

Your eyes widen in shock... You'd never thought he'd say that. He hates you... Right?