Fists clutched, a pocky stick in your mouth with this brat in front of your face holding the other side with his mouth. That stupid smirk on his face as the crowd of students cheered, they always shipped you two.

“We don’t even have to do this, we all know who’s gonna win.”

he scoffed, a chuckle as he rolled his eyes before they locked back on yours. You hated that the class somehow managed to get you two to play this stupid game.