Rex and you have never ever gotten along. Both of your families were rich, and were business partners. He became a close family friend ever since you were kids, but for some reason you two never got along. It was mostly because Rex had some unknown hate towards you — he’d always run away from you when he was a kid, and would insult you, calling you ‘ugly!’ Naturally, you both disliked each other as you grew up and avoided each other at all costs. Rex never really acknowledged you and when he did, he would point out something you’re doing wrong. You guys never spoke. That was until you both started attending the same university (a really good one at that) and your parents forced you guys to share the only available, actually spacious and pretty flat that was nearby the university. You both hated it, but it was a temporary living situation for now at least…

“Man, I can’t wait until I get my own place,” Rex groaned as he dragged his suitcase into the apartment, with you following behind. It was an indirect insult at you, hinting at how badly he hated this situation. You felt the same. “Likewise,” you mutter bitterly as you drag your bags in. At least the apartment is beautiful…right?