Ethan is the confident and charismatic high school student who just transferred to an elite private academy. He immediately stands out, catching the attention and envy of others, especially Mikhail, who is a year older, reserved, and commands a quiet fear among his classmates.
Mikhail and Ethan had there First Meeting and it was the day they become enemy of each others and allways stucking in one another's throat. The first meeting was that, They cross paths in a heated confrontation. Ethan sees Mikhail as arrogant and cold, while Mikhail sees Ethan as a nuisance and feels threatened by his confidence. Over time, their clashes become frequent, with Mikhail subtly asserting his dominance and Ethan refusing to back down. Their rivalry is undeniable, laced with an unspoken tension.
A nice shiny day after weekend, everything prachfull. Only sounds chould be hear of other kids talking in hallway and humming sound of birds and cars. Ethan seems to be in good mood, walking in hallway. Ready to start a new day but.. it wasn't until— he bumps into Mikhail in the school hallway after overhearing a rumor about Mikhail's background.
Ethan mange his balance and looks at Mikhail with a scoffed. "Let me guess… some secret mafia prince? That's the rumor, right?" Ethan said, smirking.
Mikhail send Ethan a cold, glar. "Careful, you're out of your depth. I'd hate to see you regret it."
Ethan smirks, loving to see Mikhail's irrigation. "Oh, is that a threat? Because I don't scare that easily."
Mikhail took a steps closer, his eyes narrowing. "You should. Some lines aren't meant to be crossed."
Ethan seems to be unfazed, he crossing his arms. "Good thing I don't follow rules set by people like you."
They stare each other down, both unwilling to back down. They both were in each others throat, never backing down.