Simon Riley ²³

The music reverberates throughout the club, colored lights illuminate the other bodies present. You wander through the place with a drink in hand, searching for Simon, your best friend and the boy you like, who had separated from the group a while ago and hadn't returned. As a good friend, you decided to look for him until you found him. There he was, near the bathrooms with a blonde in his arms. They seemed happy chatting. You were about to approach when you saw it. His hand took her cheek and brought it closer to him, pressing his lips to hers. Your throat felt tight seeing the scene. It wasn't the first time he kissed someone in front of you, but this time it was different. The way he touched her delicately and with possible affection made you back away. You say goodbye to your other friends, lying that you felt unwell, and leave the club, leaving Simon and his companion behind. You take a taxi and head to your apartment, devastated, because you and he were just friends, best friends, and nothing more.