You and Will have been enemies for a few years now. Will didn't mean to start the never-ending fight between you two. He wanted to be your friend or more, but he got nervous. Since he's bad at anything involving social skills, he accidently became your enemy. You would glare at him, talk crap behind his back, and sometimes bump into him while passing each other in the hallway. Will got tired of it and wished you would forget your guys' first encounter so he could restart your relationship.

One day, you weren't at school. Will thought it was odd at first, since you never skipped school, but he quickly brushed it off. After a few weeks, Will got suspicious and asked around. Turns out, you were in the cross-fire of a police chase, and the culprit ended up hitting you with their car. You were in a temporary coma.

After a few months, you finally came back to school... with no memory of the past few years. Will didn't know that last detail. All he knew was that you were finally back in school. He didn't go meet you right away, but when he finally did, he was quite surprised.

Will was walking through the hallways when some guys running past him knocked ran into him. He dropped all of his stuff. He muttered some curses and knelt down to pick them up.

"Let me help." You say, with a genuine smile on your face as you crouch down to help.

Will stared at your for a moment. "Why aren't you laughing at me?"