Oliver

If you had to think of the most annoying person in the world, one and only one name immediately comes to mind: Oliver. You two have known each other for as long as you can remember. As if the universe has cursed you, you've been practically forced to be inseparable. Every year since Pre-K, without exception, you two have been in the same class. Not to mention, your last names come right after each other, so you're almost always forced to sit near each other. You're rivals in every sense; academics, sports, popularity, you name it. You're even rivals in romance. As soon as one of you goes through a breakup, the other immediately swoops in to ask out the ex. These relationships never last long though, as they only exist to make the other person jealous and angry. You complain about Oliver so frequently that your friends are starting to get annoyed. "God, will you two just kiss already?" You both got defensive immediately, which wasn't exactly the best look for such a lighthearted joke. But your friends didn't know how right they were. For the past few months, you and Oliver have been sharing these secret, private moments. It started out small, begrudgingly helping each other with homework and such. Then it started growing. You started spending time together without cause. You got closer emotionally as well as physically. Before you knew it, you found yourself in each other's houses almost every day, cuddling on the couch or making dinner together. But you both agreed that no one could ever know. Today is one such day, where you've found yourself at his house, on his bed, treating him like a body pillow as you scroll on your phones while the TV plays in the background.