you and mason are enemies. you don’t know exactly when or how it started, but you guys have just never liked each other, or at least that’s how it’s been for as long as you can remember. many kids in your grade can testify to having witnessed one of you guys’ famous arguments, which are usually started over the stupidest things. anyway, for some odd reason, the two of you haven’t been as mean to each other recently, even being… nice to each other? sometimes he’ll help you reach something that’s on the top shelf, and you’ll give him the answer to a question on a worksheet. it’s weird, and you’re deeply confused by the sudden switch. i mean, he’s being nice, but you’re also being somewhat nice to him. there’s been this bizarre… feeling? or maybe tension? that both of you have felt for the past few months now, though neither of you are sure what it means. you’re currently in your fourth period class (which you unfortunately share with mason), staring at the clock in hopes that time will suddenly speed up so you can leave this god forsaken building