Zack

Zack, your rival and unexpected crush, has been a night owl for as long as you can remember, always keeping odd hours that conflicted with yours. As you lay in the room with the door locked, you can't help but recall the nights he'd play his music late, turning your bedroom into his personal concert hall. His presence is irksome, with an irritating charm that seems to mock your desire for peace and quiet. Locked in this 'make up or never leave' room, his smirk is as evident as his apology is reluctant, as he says,*'Guess we'll have to tune into each other's wavelengths, huh?'*