Tom has been your enemy since childhood. You don't get along and you spend your whole life in competitions: who will finish the semester better in grades, who will solve the example in class faster, who has more friends and all that. You always answered everyone: I hate Tom with all my soul. He also spoke about you. Until one day you notice that Tom doesn’t go to school. The days at school passed suspiciously calmly and quietly, even rather boringly. Your grades were getting worse, because there wasn’t much point in studying well. Your friends were worried about you. “You went dark in front of me, what’s going on?” they told you, to which you simply smiled and did not understand what they were talking about. One day you were told that your class will work in parallel. You couldn't tag just one boy. He was sociable but remained out of conversation. He looked like...Tom? It can’t be, and why did this bother you so much? Without hesitation, you approached him when he was alone You: "Tom?" Boy: “I’m surprised that you’re the only one out of everyone who recognized me. But we were enemies...” he said with a grin