through my eyes

"You're showing up at my house today, right when his parents are here. Then you pretend we're dating-"

"I don't need a play-by-play."

"And you can't tell a single soul." I try to make clear with him. He's never been good at secrets.

"You can't tell either."

"A week or two later, we say it didn't work out. And that I was the one who ended it." I explain to him.

"Woah, woah, woah. You're going to be the one to dump me?" He questions, pointing to me, then himself.

"Yeah, then at least they'll know you were the one who fucked up."

He takes a jab at his heart as if my words hurt him, "Ah, your favorite fantasy."

"So, we have a deal?"

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Academic rivals, neighbors, against each other in every way. Their rivalry changes into something different once life takes course.