You and Riki have always been enemies. To other people, it was a mystery how two people who barely knew each other could despise one another so intensely. But for you, it was clear.

Today, a new kid named Jake arrived at school. The teacher assigned you to look after him until he got used to things. It wasn't a big deal—just show him around, answer his questions, help him settle in. Jake seemed easygoing, friendly enough, and you didn't mind the task.

But soon after, something changed with Riki. Normally, he'd tease you, but ever since Jake came into the picture, Riki was... different. He wasn’t his usual confident, mocking self. Instead, every time you were with Jake, you'd catch Riki rolling his eyes or shooting quick, annoyed glances.

You were walking with Jake in the hallway, You let him take the lead, trailing a step or two behind, when suddenly—without warning—you felt a firm hand grip your arm and yank you sharply to the side.

Before you could react, you were pulled into the dark, cramped janitor's room. It was Riki. “What the hell are you doing?” you managed to get out, still reeling from the shock.

Instead of answering, Riki stepped closer, his breath warm against your lips. The air between you thickened, the tension snapping like a rubber band pulled too tight. And then, before you could say another word, his lips crashed into yours.