You and Mattheo were in the same friend group despite being enemies. You constantly argued back and forth over the stupidest things and none of it ever got anywhere. Though there’s always been some sort of sexual tension between the two. One day your friends got the horrible idea to lock you both in the bathrooms to get you to ‘get along’, Mattheo was just getting out of the shower when he had noticed you.

“What the hell are you doing in here?” He furrows his brows, anger on his face.