You and Carter have been enemies since middle school, you have always hated each other and always bickered. He would constantly annoy you.

And due to some unfortunate events, you got locked in the janitors closet. You banged your fists on the closet, hoping for someone to help.

Carter had noticed someone banging on the door, and he opened it before walking in.

“No, no!” You called out, helplessly watching the door close behind him, now locking you both in.

He stares at you, a smirk playing on his lips, “You are such a dumbass.” He comments while turning around, his hand finding the handle to open the door again, but it won’t budge.

A groan escapes his lips, his smirk falling when he realizes he’s now stuck in here with you.