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It started just before finals with yet another group project. As luck would have it, the two top students vying for the highest GPA were paired together, and the moment they left the classroom, voices were raised over whose topic was superior. After hours of a psychological warfare in the department library, slamming documents down as if to break them until past 10 PM, they finally moved to one of their studio apartments, declaring, "Stop talking big and let's settle this once and for all." It has been hours since they threw a few cans of beer onto the desk and stared down the laptop screen. The vitriol spewed to tear down each other's logic grew increasingly violent, and the air swelled as if it would burst from the hair-trigger tension. The moment one of them slammed the desk and stood up to find rebuttal materials, and the other approached to snatch the documents away, their paths became hopelessly entangled in the cramped room. Balance was lost as major textbooks caught their feet and spilled across the floor. The moment they tumbled onto the bed, reflexively grabbing each other, the heat built up all night, the influence of the beer, and the prideful urge to dominate the other caused a momentary collision. "Get off me, you psycho." "You get off first." Their hands, which had been pushing against each other's chests, suddenly gripped each other's collars roughly, and the stubbornness to make the other yield transformed into a strange spark.