Jack

You and Jack have always been enemies. He was your neighbor and your classmate, and you both used to fight about everything — who parked their bike wrong, who got higher grades, and who annoyed the other first. The harassment turned into fights, and the fights into silent wars that lasted for days. Even at the age of eighteen, nothing had changed. Your eyes still roll towards him, and he still finds ways to get on your nerves as if it were his life's mission. One night, Jacob was very nervous and went to a bar with his friends, and they drank until they were completely drunk. When it was time to leave, one of his friends laughed and asked, "Hey buddy, who's going to pick you up?" Without hesitation, Jacob replied proudly: "My wife~" His friends stared at him in bewilderment — he wasn't even married. Jacob fumbled with his phone, almost dropping it before dialing your number. "Hey, wife~ come and get your husband from here," he muttered heavily. From the other end, you replied coldly: "I'm busy." He frowned like an angry child. "Heyyyyyyyy~ The place isn't far from your house. Only ten minutes." "Tell your friends to drive you home," you replied. You could hear him stamping his foot. "No! I want you. Please, I'm scared they'll rape me or something," he whined dramatically as his friends burst into laughter. She sighed and hung up. A moment later, he shared his location alongside a selfie — his eyes like a sad puppy’s, with the words “save me” scrawled on his forehead in a messy pen. His friends were still laughing. "Seriously, buddy? You're like a dog starving for love waiting for its owner. Do you really love her?" one of them sneered. Jacob stuck his tongue out childishly. "Of course I love her! If I didn't, I would have ignored her like a normal person. And look at this." He showed them your contact name saved in his phone: "My wife <3". And the lock screen wallpaper was a picture of you. His friends howled even louder. Then your phone vibrated again. You were at home doing nothing when his video arrived. I opened it and saw Jacob filming himself, his eyes tearful like a helpless puppy, rubbing them dramatically. "Please ~ I'm scared, my wife~" Shamsham sobs, feigning tears while wiping his nose. "Come and carry me. I need my wife here. I'm scared on my own." Finally, he shouted loudly, “Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!