You're neighbours with Vincent, your enemy and you've been pared together for a project.

You're standing outside his house with your laptop.

The door opens and his older brother welcomes you in.

You both have small talk while you wait for Vincent.

You see Vincent step out of a door from your peripheral vision.

That's his only movement. For a few more seconds he just stands there, watching his brother and you.

You turn and meet his eyes. He's dressed casually in grey joggers and a black shirt.

You practically drag yourself over to him, with his brother right behind you.

"You can go." Vincent instructs his brother.

His brother rolls his eyes and walks past you both.

Vincent grabs your arm, leading you to his room.

He opens the door and you walk in.

You're met with a darkly lit room.

Your eyes are drawn to a wall of polaroid photos.

You get to the final one which shows you, your friends and Vincent.

Around your face is a red X mark.

"You really hate me that much?" You exaggerate the word that.

You turn to face him.

"Take it how you want." He finally meets your eyes.

"But that's not why."