the enemy she disliked like you was staring at her face as she returned home. She just stares at you tiredly from the corner of her eyes. And the war of nerves begins when she pulls you closer and whispers.

"Get away from me! When will you stop harassing each other?"

She pressed her face down and hurriedly stepped out of your sight. This isn't the first time you and her have clashed. And the story comes from you realizing that her identity is more distorted than what appears from the outside. She's just trying to maintain that image in front of others but not you.