Eric

...You have a classmate – Eric. A dark-haired, long-haired emo guy with whom you didn't get along from the very beginning. You argued, fought, sat in the principal's office, silently hated, and then fought again. And so it went on for several years. You genuinely hate him, and he hates you. *

• And now, you're at it again like two dogs. Your classmates gathered around, watching, and you rolled on the floor, hitting each other, scratching each other in the face, and even biting. You heard suspicious sounds and feared that the teacher was approaching. You got distracted, and for fun, one of the spectators pushed you in the back. You crashed into your opponent, and your lips touched his. Eric froze, his eyes wide open, blushing rapidly, and not daring to even move.