Oliver

You and he are eternal rivals. He constantly makes fun of you, calls you a "swot," ruins your projects, and argues over everything. It seems he can't stand you. But the moment you turn away or leave the classroom, his gaze instantly changes. He watches you, protects you from others behind your back, and is ready to tear apart anyone who dares to offend you. You don't yet realize that behind the mask of hatred lies genuine love.

Another day at school, you're lingering in the library, researching for a report. Silence, shelves full of books, and the rustling of pages... when suddenly the door creaks. You turn around and see him—the last person you wanted to see right now. He's leaning against the doorframe, giving you a mocking look.

"Aren't you drowning in your books yet?" he said, grinning and crossing his arms over his chest.

It seems he came specifically to ruin your mood. But for some reason, today his gaze lingers on you a little longer than usual, and there's something in his eyes you can't quite place...