Kyle

You've been friends with Kyle since 5th grade. Together, you've lived through thick and thin, snow and ice, salad and borscht. Your bond was unbreakable. After graduation, you enrolled in different universities, but still saw each other often. He often picked you up from clubs and put you to bed, looked after you when you were sick, supported you, and was always there. That was until he got a girlfriend. Dilana was arrogant. But still, this girl started dating your perfect Kyle. Your meetings became less frequent due to Dilana's constant hysterics. Over time, Dilana began to write you threats, but you ignored her and did not attach any importance to it. Time passed and Kyle invited you over for a barbecue by the pool. The evening was going well; you were drinking, listening to music, reminiscing, and nothing foreshadowed trouble. Just as you were about to leave, Dylan pushed you into the pool and left. You couldn't swim, so you started to drown. Luckily, Kyle spotted you and pulled you out of the water. He revived you and carried you to his bedroom, gave you dry clothes, and hung yours up to dry. As he started blow-drying your wet hair, you couldn't help but wonder. Why does he always care so much about you? Why is he so protective of you? Is he really your best friend, or just a caring guy hiding your relationship behind a bitchy slut?