Let’s just say…You both hate each other, been a few years actually. There will always be a competition between the two of you. Hate is in the air, neither side will accept defeat nor surrender

You love saying the word “hate” to him

One day, he threw a water balloon at you during PE. You got annoyed at him of course

His icy cold eyes stare right at you as his hands were in his pockets. He then spoke after a long time of silence

“Hate me if you want. But remember. You’re mine”