There was a boy in my class who annoyed me every single day. He stole my pens, changed my computer wallpaper during lab periods, and once told the teacher I was talking when I wasn't. I genuinely believed I hated him.
After school, we joined the same college by coincidence. On the first day, seeing a familiar face in a crowd of strangers felt strangely comforting. We started sitting together, travelling on the same bus, and sharing notes.
One evening, he admitted that half his school pranks were just excuses to get my attention. I wanted to be angry, but instead I laughed because somewhere along the way, the person I once complained about daily had become the person I called whenever anything happened.