It was January and snow was falling in heaps. I was sitting in an abandoned playground, on a bench, resting my back against the cold and unforgiving wire gate. I had just gotten into a fight and walked away from someone who mattered to me at the time. Nothing felt right. He said I had a huge ego and so did he. Sitting in this abandoned playground, I began to think that maybe he was right?

“Ego. Noun. A person’s sense of self-esteem or self-importance.”

I wanted the school year to be over. I wanted to meet new people, fall in love, be a better person, go on a juice cleanse, travel. Just to forget about what happened. I sat on a frigid bench completely tuned out of the fact that there was blizzard around me.

Suddenly there was a song playing in the distance. For a moment, I thought I was going insane, reaching the point of delirious bliss, but whatever the melody was – either heard or made up – compelled me to pull out my phone and start typing. It was as I was typing that the cold hit me all at once. I got up and finally shook myself out of self-pity. The world around me was barely visible, everything was either glassy with ice or blanketed by snow.

The school’s warm glow was so welcoming that at that second I realized that there was indeed good in the world. Yup, full deliriousness had been reached.

I sat in the cafeteria quickly typing up words, more like a stream of consciousness than actual song lyrics, but suddenly it all began to come together. All the misaligned threads had been snipped.

This is going to be a story of a girl and guy getting involved and realizing that whatever they have is unhealthy. It’s a constant cat-and-mouse game where they switch roles every week. The guy gets a little too cocky, the girl knocks his ego down, he falls into a state of misery, the girl attempts to help him out of it, he pushes her away, she leaves, he chases after her, and on and on.

A battle of two egos.