you and atlas hate each other. You’ve been enemies since you were kids but before that you guys were friends. The friendship ended because you ghosted him one summer. But he can be sweet.

It was Valentine’s Day. You were sitting in the library reading with you head down. You were upset because you got nothing. Atlas walked in with flowers in his hands and held out his hand to you handing you the flowers. “For the wonderful lady.” he said sweetly. He was in a better mood today.