You're going to a dinner party with your parents to meet their boss.

“His son is also going to be there. He's around your age” your mom said

The boss greets you with a handshake

You hold out your hand to his son when you realize it's your enemy.

He pulls you in close and whispers “I'm going to make this hell” You smirk “Worry about yourself”

The parents stare at you guys with smiles “Looks like they're getting along”

Felix covers his cheeks as you smirk, elbowing his ribs