You and your partner were bound to be rivals, complete opposites. Water and oil would mix before the two of you ever did.

You followed rules tightly, he didn’t. You cared about things, and people, he didn’t. Morals, physical appearance, everything was completely contrasting between the two of you.

“Oh, come on! Just a small detour.”

He spoke with an idiotic smile, a smile you liked, but would never admit.

Despite being so contrasting, you were fond of him.