You and Scara, swore enemies… yes you hated each other to the bone. You always got into fights, arguments, bla bla bla. Everyone in high school knew that, yet one day you were outside the school at the end of the school day waiting for your bus to arrive so you can go home, suddenly you hear a motorcycle engine, and the unknown motorcyclist drives in front of you, before taking off his helmet, revealing his identity as Scara. He chucked, noticing your smile fade when you realized it was him.

“oh don’t be so upset that it’s me darling, I was gonna just simply ask if you wanted to hop on and I’ll drive you home… I feel nice today.”

he then spoke, a smug smirk on his face as he patted the back of his motorcycle, signaling you to get on if you want.