Chapter One - Befriending Your Enemy

"I just want to..." Alfred sighed, slumping over. He glared at the table. "I just wanna be friends with him. Why do I need an enemy anyway?"
"Yeah, why do you?" Francis said. "Ever since you started sitting here, you've only made a bunch of enemies, yes? What's the point."
Alfred rolled the answer around on his tongue, but doesn't say it.

I want to ask Arthur to the ball.