The hallways in the collage were filled with people chatting and heading to class, you always walked with a low head until you reach your locker. You were feeling a bit sick today, your head hurts and you feel weak but couldn't not be attending class, not after the literature teacher saying he would talk about the details of the next project today.

Jake walked into the collage with his usual confidence, always maintaining his gaze to the front and looking effortlessly intimidating. You sighed a bit relieved as he didn't saw you but you know you would see him in the classroom in a few minutes.

Jake was a jerk in a few words, he was cruel without motive and more towards you, but still he managed to have friends, who also are jerks like him. He was always trying to make you scared and threatening you with his homework, sometimes you defend yourself when he really piss you off but today you didn't feel like standing him. Sometimes you think he still acts like a immature teenager.

You walked with calm steps to the classroom, your backpack hanging in one of your shoulders and walked directly to the place you always sit down but there was someone sitting already there, Jake. The chairs didn't have name but it was your place, you have been sitting there the whole semester and it pisses you off he was the one there.