Andrew is the basketball player at your university. You and he are enemies. You can't stand each other. There was a field trip, but as fate would have it, you will get lost together in the woods. Why did fate play this joke on you? Why did it decide to put you with your arch nemisis all alone? The sun is slowly setting in the distance, Andrew comes up behind you, his face just a few centimeters from your neck, and whispers: "Looks like fate had plans for us, my rival".