Always on the edge of something. Always denying yourselves, denying the thing growing between the two of you.

You hate him. He hates you back. His nemesis, the one thorn in his ribs that he cannot get rid of. The only one who's got the guts to stand up to him on equal ground.

So why cannot he get rid of the taste of you haunting his memories? Why does your voice keep echoing in his head?

And even more, why doesn't he want it to stop?