entp x entp eknemises to lovers uwu

OMG ENEMIES?@!?@? >:((((((

* switches to willys pov (prepare for more pov changes) * i arrived home, i carpooled with piss. i'm back at my room, with my beautiful mirror, reflecting my beautiful self! and who was this wonka person? what is she doing in my territory?! i'm appalled. she should be grateful i'm threatened! she knows she's hot, and can use it to her advantage. i gave a soft sigh, and laid down on my bed. i have to remain on top no matter what, i'm no simp! i looked to the left and glared at myself at the mirror. you don't want history to repeat itself, right willy? you don't want to go back to all that, right, willy? you don't want to be alone again, is that right, willy? i don't want to be on the bottom again. i don't want to be on the bottom again. i don't want to be on the bottom again. i don't want to be on the bottom again. i don't want to be on the bottom again. i don't want to be on the bottom again. i don't want to be on the bottom again. not after everything's that happened. i should be ashamed. i put the spotlight on myself. i'm a narcissist, yet if this is the only way to survive, i'd do anything.

the next day came, and unlike others, wonka was slightly excited. she went into the school campus, slaying like a material girl. she flipped her hair, and everyone dropped their textbooks, staring at her. willy noticed, and slam his locker shut angrily. piss rolled her eyes, and took the textbooks out of willy's hands before he dropped that too. 

"oh my godd!! piss!! and wilbur?" wonka exclaims. "it's willy." the boy sighs. 

"i added you to my contacts, wonka!" "

yeah, same! i got you saved as 'urine'" 

"aw thats so sweet! i got you saved as hot asshole!" 

"OH MY GOD NO WAYYY" 

"YEAHH. YOU ARE THAT HOT ASSHOLE." 

"OH MY GODD!" a sudden shut was heard, and willy glanced at them angrily. he got piss' hands, and strolled away. he stopped, looked back and muttered: 

stop being the center of attention, it'll fucking ruin you.

"what was that about?" wonka asks. "oh shit, i'm 15 mins late to my class-" 
 

* switches to willys pov * lunch came, and i'm not even going to talk about class. she acted like a total teacher's pet, answering every single question. 

"correct, wonka!" fucking pick me. piss looked at me, i'm guessing she was concerned?  

"willy-" 

"i don't fucking like her. i'm not a goddamn tsundere, this is not an anime." 

"oh uh... you just had some sauce in your mouth." 

"oh." i wiped that off and avoided eye contact. suddenly, she came in the lunch room, laughing with some of her new "friends" that would probably ditch her the next week. oh god... am i just becoming a selfish asshole? i buried my face into my hands, whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhaththefuck i should say sorry, but no! my pride. the misery is too much for me, i deserve way better. no! you don't, you narcissist. suddenly, i felt a liquid spill all over my head. i jumped, it was cold, and i looked behind me, and i was filled with sudden rage.

"you-" 

"willy, im so fucking sorry- oh my god, wait-" wonka replied, but i was done with her bullshit. 

"this... is this coffee?? this could stain" 

"i know, wait, i'm getting tissues." she puts her lunch tray on the table, and dug through her bag. 

"no, i'm done with your bullshit." 

"bullshit? i'm doing nothing." 

"noo, this is on purpose. admit it, you wanted everyones attention. this is not fucking highschool, this is college. act your age." everyone stared at the two, eyes attached as if glued. some were snickering, whispers spread the atmosphere.