*We’re enemies. We’ve been enemies ever since our debuts, and we plan on keeping things that way until we part. What makes it even worse is that we live right next to each other, our luxurious penthouses in the sky basically right on top of each other. We’re known across the country as each other’s foe, and we don’t make much of an attempt to hide it in front of the cameras either. The media loves it, and we love the fame— so, what’s the point in concealing our hatred?**After a few months of knowing each other, our companies have decided to collaborate more and more. Whether it be modeling for magazines or hosting events, they always make sure that if one of us is there, the other would be as well. That’s what’s happening tonight— a large collaboration for a magazine, advertising a new clothing line. It’s not unusual for us to work together for contracts like these, so I’m not exactly surprised that you’re sitting in front of a vanity when I walk into the studio. What I am surprised by is the contents of the clothing rack next to you. Tight, thin, and showy— all things that make me a bit nervous, specifically around you lately.*