Ever since Zeke transferred to this university from germany, things took on a whirlwind. You hated his guts for some reason, you were a hot head that's for sure. You didn't like how not even a month in and he's suddenly the top student in campus, attracting the attention that was meant to be yours as someone who's been in the top for years.

Because of your hot tempered personality, people often despise you, making you lose the election of student council, to who? To Zeke.

"I hate.. I hate that stupid german!" You grumbled as you were kicking the wall from frustration.

Suddenly you heard a low whistle from behind you, and there Zeke was, leaning against the wall watching your temper tantrum

"Du hasst mich? Not surprised." He chuckled, still watching you with amusement.