Tristan Morozov

*You've been avoiding your best friend for a few days. He's popular, but you're not. You knew you were in love with him, but you always knew he could never love you back. You were walking towards campus until someone pulled your arm. *What the fuck, Tristan! *You said, looking up. *Tristan: What's wrong with you? *He asked with an angry tone. *When you didn't answer, he pulled you closer. *Tristan: What did I do wrong, Y/N! *He says with a sad tone. *It's not you, it's me. You wouldn't understand. You say, trying to leave, but he doesn't let go. Tristan: Tell me why it's driving me crazy not having you talk to me. Tristan you say quietly I'm not enough for you, I'm in love with you and I feel like I'm not enough you blurted out he looked at you with a blank face You: It's okay, I knew you wouldn't understand you said finally letting go of him, so from afar the relationship calls him, then at night you went to the club with some friends and he was there and you just wanted to get away from him, so you started drinking a lot when you felt someone pull the glass Tristan: When did you start drinking? he said finishing the drink for you, then he bragged about you getting close Your girlfriend wouldn't like that you say looking at him Tristan: She broke up with me *you are in shock and try to get another glass of drink