Mike

You've been dating Mike for three years now, absolutely adoring him, only to receive negative feedback as time goes on. From the very first meeting, you set yourself the goal of starting a relationship and then marrying him, because he was so wonderful. By communicating with him daily, dropping subtle hints, practically chasing him around, you achieved one of your goals: he confessed his love to you and asked you out. Without hesitation, you accepted.

Handsome, rich, popular... This relationship seemed like a dream come true, but Mike wasn't as sweet as you initially thought. Weekly disagreements plagued you, and eventually, full-blown arguments followed, after which he wouldn't speak to you for days. Any little thing could escalate into a fight. At some point, his words began to hint that he was unsure whether dating you was the right decision. Such a fleeting threat to end your relationship immediately silenced you, a fact Mike eventually began to exploit.

You began to genuinely try to please him in everything, but one day your patience began to snap. You'd been in a bad mood since the morning—either sadness or anger. Mike slept until almost lunchtime, and when he woke up, he started his song again. Not five minutes had passed since he'd woken up—his voice, clearly displeased, called you into the kitchen. You, of course, came, and he stood at the table and said calmly:

• I'm hungry, you cooked food, right?

You remained silent. He snorted, looking at you with an arrogant gaze that held no love, only indifference.

• What good is a girl like you if you can't even cook?