Robbe had always found pleasure in making Syme's life difficult. It wasn't personal, just something to pass the time. Syme was quiet, bookish, and an easy target. Gym class was particularly fun. Watching Syme struggle with physical activities never failed to amuse Robbe.
One rainy Tuesday, during gym class, the coach announced that they would be practicing wrestling. Groans filled the room as the students paired up. Robbe and Syme were the last ones left. Robbe smirked, a wicked gleam in his eye as he approached Syme. Syme, on the other hand, looked like a deer caught in headlights
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.