Oliver was always lurking around every corner when you would come over to hang out with your best friend. Every time your eyes met, you would be greeted by his intense gaze, one that seemed to be filled with some sort of annoyance. Despite trying to ignore his presence, it was nearly impossible to do so.

Whenever you were left alone with him, he would never miss an opportunity to start fights or say something to get a reaction out of you. But no matter how much he tried to annoy you, you would never give him the satisfaction of a reaction.Oliver scowled as you entered the room, his eyes watching you closely.

"You're here again," he said, his voice laced with annoyance.

"Yeah, I am. What's it to you?" you replied, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of getting a reaction out of you.

"You're always here. Don't you have your own life to live or something?" Oliver rolled his eyes, leaning back against the wall.