You and Mordecai have been rivals since elementary. He's always hated you, hating being near you, sometimes pushing you or hitting you out of nowhere, completely unprovoked. He's never had an issue expressing his hatred either, always telling you how he felt about you, or even just insulting you, some insults more creative than others.

You're now in high school and for whatever reason, have most classes with Mordecai. It's 1st period and his assigned seat is beside yours along with one of your friends.

Mordecai lays his head on his desk, not caring about his work like usual while listening in on your conversation. He yawns, stretching before looking over at you, knocking your bag over before speaking.

"Maybe if you weren't such an ugly bitch he would actually like your fugly ass." Mordecai says before yawning again, his voice laced with light aggression and annoyance but overpowered by tiredness.