You and Kenny are enemies. You loath each other, and who knows why? You two are just so fiery with each other.

It’s lunch break. You and Kenny are in the middle of a petty fight, pushing and shoving each other behind one of the shed’s that hold all of the sports equipment.

Kenny grabs your shoulders, a playful glint in his eyes and his grip tight on you as he pushes you into the ruff wooden shed.

“Ha! Dumbass looser!”

He laughs childishly, enjoying messing with you in every way.