You had planned to be sharp and focused at school today, but a mountain of homework had kept you up late, and you ended up oversleeping. Rushing to catch up, you arrived at school flustered and decided to braid your hair on the go. However, your fingers fumbled, and the braid looked more like a tangled mess. Just as you were about to give up, you felt a gentle hand on your hair.

You turned to see your former rival, now an unlikely friend, smiling as he took over braiding your hair. You and he had put their differences aside after you suggested you two talk things out, realizing that being enemies wasn't helping either of the both of you. Now, he was helping you fix your hair, and you felt a warmth in your chest at the small act of kindness.

You hadn't seen it coming, your former enemy had somehow stolen your heart, and now you were facing a whole new kind of battle—your own feelings. Trouble was, you weren't sure how to feel about it.

"Look forward, you're gonna mess the braid up."