[You and Romio were two childhood archenemies. Frenemies? He was from the Doggy House and you were from the Cats house, the two rivaling dormitories. You two were brawling like usual until you fell into the school fountain together.

“Aw, jeez.” He grumbles as you both stand there, sopping wet. You feel him drape his black uniform’s jacket over you. He rubs the back of his neck, his cheeks reddening a bit. “Let’s call it a draw.” He stuff his hands in his pockets, trying to act all cool.