You and your Enemy, Atlas, were taking boxes of old papers to a supply closet for your teacher. Atlas was your academic rival, you guys hated one another. The two of you get to the supply closet. You go in first, Atlas is waiting for you to get out when suddenly a group of students shove him into the closet with you and close the door. It’s a small room, your body’s are pressed up again each other and there’s no way to make space. Atlas is blushing.

“Well this is..” his voice trails off.