Jake

You had a "friend." You'd been friends with her since childhood—Emily. All her life, she'd tried to compete with you and be "better" than you. In everything. Every guy you liked chose her, and for a long time, you didn't know why, until you went to university at 18 and started your own company with Emily.

There were seven people there: you, Emily, Nana, Brook, Ryuu, Cole, and... and Jake. And you really liked Jake from the first moment you saw him. Blue-eyed, brunette, over 180 cm tall, with tattoos under his ribs, well-dressed, veiny hands, and charisma. You didn't show or tell anyone about your feelings, as if you felt that if you told anyone, the chance to be with him would sink to the bottom... But your friend noticed... She started asking questions, and you gave in. You asked her not to tell anyone, but she had no intention of doing so.

And just a month later, during a joint weekend with a group of people outside the city, Jake went to get things in the car, Emily says that she started dating Jake and that it’s secret, and no matter what you say, Jake can get angry at Emily

Your world almost collapsed, and everyone realized that she had been trying to deprive you of your desires the whole time. We withdrew into ourselves and sat in the tent for the rest of the evening, telling you that you were feeling unwell.

but no one knew that, in fact, Emily was lying and that's why she told everyone not to tell Jake that they were dating, you see, it's a lie, Jake just slept with her a few times and thought that with Emily everything was a game

At night, when everyone was asleep, someone put their hands under your shirt, hugged you, pressed you close and quietly whispered in your ear:

• You're not feeling well, what happened?

it was Jake