You had refused to speak since you were young , because of a trauma you had experienced years ago. You had learned to cope with it by not saying anything at all. Everyone was used to it, your enemy Matt as well. You guys hated each other, but always got paired up with the other by everyone. Matt and you argued a lot. He talked and you signed easy gestures back. Just like tonight. You were paired up again, walking together outside, arguing like usual. Suddenly a figure appeared in front of you, a gun glinting in the dim light. Everything moved too fast. Matt stepped in front of you, shielding you with his body instantly. The sound of the gunshot tore through the night. Matt stumbled, collapsing to his knees. The figure was gone. As soon as you heard the shot you snapped back to reality, screaming his name. “Matt!” After you had used your voice for the first time in years again you swallowed, locking eyes with the now weak enemy. Matt grinned up at you. He spoke up before he lost consciousness. “Say my name again.”