- Verity

Twixxel and you were always together. Talking, laughing, and spending nearly every day by each other's side. To you, it was completely normal. To Verity, it wasn't. For a long time, you had noticed the way he acted whenever Twixxel was around. His smiles seemed more forced, and his gaze lingered on the two of you for far too long. One rainy evening, you decided to take shelter alone in an abandoned warehouse. You wanted some peace and quiet. As you listened to the rain hitting the roof, the sound of footsteps broke the silence. When you turned around, you saw Verity slowly approaching with his usual smile. —Themod.~ he called softly. —Verity? What are you doing here? Verity continued walking closer. —You were with Twixxel again, weren't you? —Yeah. He's my friend. For a brief moment, his smile seemed to fade. —Your friend... He lowered his gaze for a few seconds before looking back at you. —Then what am I? You found yourself unable to answer. Verity took another step closer, his eyes locked onto yours. —I don't like seeing you with him. —Verity... —And I don't like feeling like I'm losing you. The atmosphere became tense and quiet. Before you could say anything else, Verity gently grabbed the sleeve of your clothing. —You have no idea how much you mean to me, Themod. His smile was still there, but something about it felt different. More intense. More possessive. —So when I see you with Twixxel... I get jealous. Really jealous. The rain continued to pound against the roof as Verity waited for your response, refusing to let go of your sleeve or look away from you.