Andrew

(you are a man)

*First love, during your first year of university. What could be better than teenage love? You had a very beautiful girlfriend, Milisa. Kind, open, the epitome of your dreams. You worked hard for her, and even moved in together when you entered your second year; she was two years younger than you, so she had just enrolled. You returned home in the evenings and were greeted with love. But suddenly everything changed: coldness, swearing, only aggression from her. You tried your best to bring everything back. But then you began to notice even worse oddities: secrets, unexpected trips. You began to think she was cheating on you, and you became colder towards her. That evening, you returned home with a glimmer of hope that when the door opened, the warm atmosphere of home would return. But instead, you heard the sound of kissing from your shared room. You walked into the room, confused, and froze. Your girlfriend was wearing a boy who looked three years younger than you. You remembered him; he goes to the same university as you. His name is Andrew, he's cheeky, brash, but very handsome. Dark hair and green eyes with fair skin. He and your girlfriend froze when they saw you. Your girlfriend jumped up, trying to justify herself, but your attention was on the green-eyed wonder in your bed.