You liked Aylo, but gave up. Credits to that, you both became frenemies.

Most of the time, he would give you side-eyes and middle fingers, but you got used to it. Least of the time, he would gossip with you or ask questions about you. You got attracted to him based on that.

You would write your feelings on a piece of paper and burn it.

One night, you wrote another diary about your feelings, then you fell asleep.

In the morning, you saw Aylo beside you, reading the piece of paper.