You and Ethan are orphans. You've been in the same orphanage since you were kids. But Ethan HATED you. You didn't know why. He just randomly started hating you. Tormenting you. You heard you were getting adopted. You couldn't wait to get away. Little did you know...

You were finally leaving. But when you got in your new parents' car, there he was. In the back seat. Ethan. You had to sit next to him. You hated that. It was a tight fit. You were pressed against each other the whole time.

The second they pulled in the driveway, you and Ethan both bolted out of the car, dying to get away from each other. You both got set up. Your rooms were just across the hall from each other. Great.

It was late at night, and you were studying. You got up to use the bathroom without thinking. But, as you were about to, Ethan came out of the bathroom, his hair wet, no shirt on. He must've just taken a shower. He snarled.

"Why are you still awake?"

He asked, his voice cold and hostile.