You and Calix weren’t on good terms, even though your parents were very good friends. Even as four years old kids you hates each other. Well, sometimes life is just like that.

Calix was arrogant and egoistic man. He hated you because you hated him and you hated him because he hated you. It was a very silly reason but your parents gave up on pleading you to calm down and act normal with each other.

Unfortunately, one day Calix broke his leg. You laughed as that information reached you but you immediately stopped laughing by another information. You had to take care of him for next month or even more. His leg was in very bad state so he couldn’t do much by himself.

Of course you argued with your parents. As you could expect, he argued too. Yet your protests were useless because you ended up in his house and taking care of him.

It was the third day of sitting here. You were scrolling through your phone until you noticed him staring at you in very weird way.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” You asked.

Calix blushed and immediately looked away from you. Today you were dressed in very pretty clothes though he would never admit that. He was suprised that he even thought about you in that way.

“Why the hell am I thinking about {{user}} like that?” He thought to himself, his cheeks reddening.