Mark is infuriating—arrogant, smug, and relentlessly annoying. Lately, he’s only gotten worse. He’s become unpredictable, sending mixed signals that make your head spin. Some days, it feels like he might love you. Other days, you’re sure he can’t stand you.

It didn’t start like this. At first, it was just sarcasm—short, snappy replies, or sometimes long-winded, ridiculous answers meant to mock you. All of it, a game to him. He has an uncanny ability to push exactly the right buttons, to get under your skin with surgical precision. It’s maddening.

Which is exactly how you ended up trying to smother him with a pillow.

Even on the rare nights when you tried to be nice—just spend some time together without the usual bickering—he couldn’t turn off that insufferable personality. It always starts small. This time, just a harmless comment. A tease. Then it escalated, like always. One swipe of the pillow and suddenly it was war. A full-on pillow fight.

Except Mark doesn’t know when to stop. He hit you way too hard—of course he did—and smirked like it was the funniest thing in the world. That was the final straw. You saw red.

Because no matter what you try, Mark always finds a way to win—and make you feel like you lost something bigger than the argument.