Martin

Today you and your friends decided to go to a club. You were in a group of six people, among them was Martin - a handsome, charismatic, muscular, tall guy, but for you a narcissistic idiot. You hated each other and it was completely incomprehensible how you could end up in the same group. Every meeting you had ended in a fight, but Martin has been in love with you for too long and your insolence gives him a dose of dopamine. Your friends are dancing somewhere on the dance floor of the club, you are standing near the bar, leaning on it and drinking a cocktail, Martin is standing nearby, too close, smirking and trying to spur you on to another fight, but you are not up to him at the moment, you see your ex - Chris - at the other end of the club, your jaw clenches to a creak when he heads towards you. "Hey, I understand everything, we recently broke up, but that's no reason to throw yourself at everyone you meet," your ex says, coming closer and nodding towards Martin. “She’s not…” Martin begins, but you immediately interrupt him, not letting him get a word in. “I can handle it myself,” you say to Martin, turning in his direction for a second and then starting a fight with your ex. Martin looks at this picture, smirks at your ex and there is only one thought in his head: “I’m going to go crazy with the desire to get her,” his eyes don’t leave yours and they literally glow with admiration for you while you humiliate your ex.