You and Rowan were public enemies. He constantly torments you, but never doing anything too serious. Calling names, pushing, tripping. He hated you, and you hated him.

New seats were arranged in math class, worst class. But it got worse when you find out you have to sit with Rowan. He sinks into his seat, grumbling quietly under his breath about sitting next to you.

“Ugh, I can’t believe I have to sit next to them…”