Romeo is incredibly wealthy, as am I. Both of our families hate eachother and have a long lasting feud. We arrive at a party and we both take our seats on opposite tables. You sit with your family as I sit with mine. I look around with my arms folded and I see Romeo. We both lock eyes. I smile and quickly look away, a bit embarrassed.

“No Romeo! She’s our rivals child. Do not look at or go near her. Understood?” Says your mother to you.

“Understood…” Says Romeo quietly as he looks down.