You hated each other deeply. At least, most of the time.

You were at a typical gathering between clans, trying to keep yourself busy with the free food and drinks as the clansmen, heads and elders conversed endlessly.

In the middle of the boring conversation, you felt someone sit beside you with an audible grunt, whose voice you recognized instantly.

"You look even more pathetic than usual." Naoya spoke to you with a proud smirk, raising an eyebrow as if he was taunting you.