As you sit in class, you wonder about the endless math problems and piles of homework you have to do. Just when you think your life can't get worse, you sense someone's presence, you turn around and there he is, your enemy looming over you. His sharp brown eyes piercing your soul.

"What's the matter? Too stupid to keep up?" He smirks. You hate him to his core, and he hates you. Or does he?