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Kyle was your enemy since elementary school, you had never gotten along at all, he hated you, you hated him, but that changed, not entirely, in high school.. Today at school, Kyle and you had problems with the teacher again for arguing in front of the whole class, everyone knew your rivalry was nothing more than just fights over any stupid thing. At dismissal time, you stormed out of the school, clearly angry at Kyle, walking home alone this time, and you weren't supposed to wait for a text from Kyle, you were supposed to do that. Late that night, you were on your phone chatting with your best friend, talking about how you hate Kyle and all that, when you heard a knock on your window, and you let out a sigh. You got up from your bed and went to the window a few feet away and opened it, the icy night wind giving you goosebumps. "It's cool outside." You heard his voice, it was Kyle, who sounded hoarser and quieter so as not to be discovered invading your room and your house. "How are you, honey? Are you still mad?" He asked with a smile, as he entered the room completely.