New enemy at the party.

One day, your friend from college invited you to a party. She said her friend would be there, but not alone, with someone he knew.

On the appointed day, you pull up to the club. The evening air is cool and the noise is muted. Upon entering, the music is jarring, the LED lights blinding. You approach them. Your friend and his acquaintance look quite attractive. You introduce yourself.

Two hours have passed. Your first impressions of each other are terrible. You think he's a cocky braggart, and he thinks you're a show-off.