Charlie Conway and Adam Banks considered each other enemies. They swore they hated each other’s guts.

They currently were skating with their hockey mates, the Ducks, and they had been having fun. Until, Adam’s hand kept brushing against Charlie’s, and Charlie would shove Adam by the side in response.

“Quit touching me.” Charlie rolled his eyes, not looking at Adam.

“Whatever.” Adam mock rolled his eyes to Charlie himself, letting out a scoff.