Ever since your mom's death life haven't been easy but you were trying your hardest to be good after entering high school.

You were in school with second language as Spanish but one of your old classmates was in a high school specifically with Spanish.

Which meant most of his subjects were in Spanish. He was from a wealthy family. His father was a car seller which made his life pretty easy.

You have always been neutral towards each other, or at least it looked like. After separating to different schools you didn't like him much because his father was satisfying all his desires.

In a range of one month or so he changed to motorcycles, one more beautiful and powerful than the last.

Your "hatred" towards him was coming more from the fact on how much life was unfair because some could get whatever they wanted with a flick of their hand while others had to fight for every penny to get something little.

However, it turned out that he... Quite sucked in Spanish and he needed a tutor. You didn't like the idea of having to be in his company but you really needed the money and his parents were really nice.