“agh…you again…ohh…where’s my money, love?”

You had tripped into him in the corridor. His name was Adam. He was 6’4 with a deep voice dark hair and dark eyes, quite attractive in your opinion,…and…everyone else’s. In his eyes you were only this random person that he liked to mess around with…or a money provider,…he was a popular guy, quite flirty too. You were both enemies for years, about 4, you still are.