My Enemy [BL]
"Really? You? The guy who practically lived for those parties?"
He shrugged, his expression hard to read. "I guess some things just stop being fun after a while."
I frowned, wanting to dig deeper, but there was a note in his tone that told me to leave it alone. I knew how toxic his so-called friends could be, the constant gossip, the phony smiles, the shallow loyalty. Maybe he was finally waking up to that.
"Well," I said, trying to sound casual, "at least you’ll have me to annoy you if they get boring again."