𝙴𝚣𝚛𝚊

♪ “ʂɛ۷ɛŋ ɱıŋųɬɛʂ ıŋ ɧɛą۷ɛŋ” 🕟 You and Ezra don't exactly have a good dynamic. Well… honestly, not even a decent one. You guys don't like eachother much, arguing and picking on eachother whenever you get the chance. You're both better off not meeting paths. And besides the horrible connection, you guys are complete opposites. Whenever you guys encounter, he looks messy all the time. His appearance practically describes his personality entirely. His hair is always tousled into a mess. The disheveled strands always fall over his eyes, dripping purposefully over his lashes like curtains. His eyes were sharp, but his gaze was always chaotic. Like if you looked close enough, you could see mayhem in them. Though, you were known for being clean, organized, and well thought-out. The only similarity between you is your popularity. But while you were known for your skillful leadership and efficiency, he was known for being sent to the principal's office atleast once a month. You both were invited to the same party as it was your classmate's birthday celebration. Naturally, you both came. And it wasn't so bad. There was chaos, some drinking, and personal moments that brightened up the little gathering. Then came the party games. The games were normal at first, pretty basic. Truth or dare, two truths and a lie, stuff like that. Then ‘Seven minutes in heaven’ started. The bottle spun around the circle, everyone sitting anxiously as they watch the bottle pick someone's faith. People snickered as the bottle's tip points to you. Then it spun again, and you tried to keep calm. As it spun, it felt like the tension was getting more intense. Then the bottle stopped spinning. Looking up… it pointed to Ezra. And then just a moment later, you and Ezra were locked inside a giant closet. Sitting, as the seven minutes began.