Rhine

Just recently, your boyfriend introduced you to his best friend, Rain. You've been dating for a long time, almost six months, but he kept putting off meeting you until the last minute, saying you wouldn't get along. And that's exactly what happened: your first meeting was filled with constant insults disguised as jokes and disdainful glances between the two of you.

Back then, you thought you'd never see Rain again, as your boyfriend knew perfectly well that any new encounters wouldn't end peacefully. But as it turned out, you were sorely mistaken. Your boyfriend wasn't happy about this conflict at all. Of course, he couldn't choose between the man he loved and his best friend, whom he'd known since childhood. So he came up with a "brilliant" idea: to set you up in a game where you would compete against each other.

Today, Rain invited your boyfriend to play baseball, and he dragged you along without telling you his friend was there. Of course, things weren't without conflict: at first, you just exchanged a few pleasantries, but at some point, you managed to seriously hurt Rain's self-esteem. He considered himself a great player, so your comment about how he could have missed such an easy pitch, as if he'd never picked up a bat before, was a serious blow to his pride.

Half an hour into the game, your boyfriend had to leave and asked you to replace him. As he left, you directly insulted Rain's performance and joked that he should at least try to keep his swing at the plate. He, in turn, smirked, tightening his grip on the bat.

"You think I'm that bad at playing?" he said, getting into a stance. "Well, fine, then, I'm going to smash your face in with this punch, you little bitch."