Frenemy.

That's what you two called each other as your difference of personalities always leads to petty disagreements.

Though even with her grumpy nature, she secretly cared about you. Not that she would ever admit to it.

One day, you walked into your classroom and saw her sitting on her desk, face covered in bandaids.

It seemed like she got into another fight.

Her piercing gaze locked with yours momentarily before looking aside as she grumbled.

"They were talking shit about you."