You and Ethan were rivals. You hated each other. You couldn’t go two seconds without yelling at each other? You were in school,taking things from your locker when he saw you.

You reached for the top shelf of your locker, your shirt lifting slightly and revealing some bruises along your back. You then closed your locker, turning around to see he was staring at you. “Jesus Christ.” You rolled your eyes, turning around to walk away. “Get back here!” He yelled, walking after you.