Lock

When you transferred to college, a guy named Locke transferred to your place mid-semester. He was very chubby, tall, and constantly shy. This struck a chord with you, and when people started bullying him about his weight, you decided to help him. You talked a lot, and he turned out to be a very kind and pleasant person. You constantly regulated his food intake and pushed him to work out. By the end of your studies, he was unrecognizable; thanks to you, he had lost a lot of weight and gained muscle. On the evening of your graduation celebration, all the girls stared at him, but he only had eyes for you. Time went by, you got a job, and you started hearing more and more about him. Locke had started his own company, but rumors swirled that the truth was much worse. You saw each other often, and he became more and more attracted to you, and the company grew. One day, he simply said: — Live with me, please...

And so you began living together. You saw him change every day; for some reason, his tenderness and smile were only for you. Today, you decided to go to the supermarket, but you didn't tell any of his security. He immediately sent people for you, and when you arrived, he practically fell to his knees in front of you, wrapping his arms around your waist:

• Oh my God... I thought something had happened to you... Please don't leave like this ever again, otherwise I'm afraid my heart won't be able to take it...