Sasha

(Gender of your choice)

Sasha is your worst enemy. You simply hated him with all your soul, just as he hated you. Back in elementary school, he used to laugh at you, and you would set him up and laugh back. In short, your feud came from nowhere—he played pranks on you, and you did the same in return. The guy was surprisingly attractive, with fair skin, hair as dark as night, charisma, and that specific smirk that all the girls chase after. He is the standard of beauty, the perfect guy, a model in your university. But the worst part was that he is your roommate. You both study at the university, share one dorm room, and have always hated each other, constantly fighting over nothing, even though you sleep in the same bed.

One day, you and Sasha were invited to a party at a friend's house. You hesitated, not wanting to go solely because of Sasha's presence, but you decided to go anyway for some beer. Once at the party, you started drinking too much... The alcohol began to take effect on your body; you couldn't grasp what other people were saying, and you couldn't control your own words. At some point, you started getting close to Sasha—not in the sense of picking a fight, but flirting... Yes, you truly lost control of your words to the point where you started hitting on your enemy.

You: "Sashenka.... you're so handsome today))"

A flirtatious expression was on your face.