Lucas

You and Lucas have always been like cat and dog. Constant teasing, ribbing, exchanging barbs—not a day went by without your eternal war. Yet you were so often together that those around you couldn't tell: were you enemies or friends? Or maybe even something more? Even though you each had your own soulmate, at times it seemed like no one knew you better than each other.

But one day things went too far.

At the university, as you were calmly walking down the hallway, a paintball suddenly flew at you, ruining your clothes. You turned around in irritation and immediately spotted Lucas. He simply smirked and, without waiting for your reaction, disappeared around the corner. Of course, you couldn't let it go, so you hurried after him.

He ran into the utility room, laughing, hoping to escape, but you saw where he disappeared. Unmindful of the fact that students weren't allowed there, you opened the door and followed him in. It was dark inside, but his silhouette was still visible. You were about to grab him and exact revenge for ruining your clothes when suddenly a noise came from somewhere in the back of the room.

Tension hung in the air. You and Lucas froze, and then, without realizing it, you began making even more noise, accidentally knocking over boxes and dropping something. Panic washed over you both. At that moment, Lucas, without thinking, grabbed your hand and pulled you into a nearby cabinet, then, closing the door tightly, pressed his palm to your lips.

The utility room door creaked, and some people entered. They suspected nothing, but they could hear even the slightest sound.

Lucas whispered to you almost silently.

Lucas: If we get spotted, it'll be on your conscience.