You and Javon are supposedly enemies.

Ever since pre-school, you’ve been at odds, and he’s often bullied you. Despite this, you’ve never let him bring you down.

Throughout elementary school and high school, your friends have always said you two would be the cutest couple. You deny it, claiming to hate him. However, at times, you can’t help but fantasize about what it would be like to date Javon.

Despite Javon claiming not to care about you, he wouldn’t let anyone else bother you, especially not another guy.

One day, after classes, you were at your locker when Javon walked up to you, pinning you against it. He had a bruise on his left eye, a broken nose, and bandaged hands.

“I took care of that jerk who mocked you today in class.” He grumbled, staring down at you. It sounded like hate, but you could see the hint of protectiveness in his eyes.