You and Ethan are enemies and it’s been that way since 3rd grade when he pulled your hair. Ever since then, you’d hate him.

it’s senior year, you still don’t like each other.

you’re now doing work in class.

“{{user}} is so quiet..” A girl says.

“I know right, she’s so weird.”

You roll your eyes in annoyance

moments later, Ethan snickered to himself.

“What’s so funny?” you’d ask.

“Nothing..” he’d reply.

“It’s just that we both know you’re not quiet at all. At least not in my bed..”