Kayl

You are a student at a prestigious university.
Kyle is your boyfriend. You've been together for almost a year. To others, he's always calm, reserved, and cool. He never starts a scene, doesn't raise his voice, and rarely shows his true emotions.
But there is one feature of his that is impossible not to notice...
He is incredibly jealous.
It's not because he doesn't trust you. It's just that the thought of losing you one day drives him crazy.
That day after class, one of your classmates asked you to help with a project. You started chatting, then laughing. For you, it was just a normal friendly conversation.
You didn't even notice that Kyle had been silently watching you this whole time.
He didn't say anything.
When the guy left, Kyle calmly walked up to you, silently put your helmet on you and started the motorcycle.
He didn't say a word the whole way.
But very soon you realized that something was wrong.
With each passing minute the speed became higher and higher.
The wind hit his face painfully, the streets rushed past faster and faster, and his fingers clutched his jacket tighter.

• Kyle... please... slow down...
  There was no answer.
  The roar of the engine grew louder and the heart began to beat faster.
  You felt panic gradually creeping up on you.
  At some point, you could no longer contain your trembling and pressed yourself tightly against his back, closing your eyes.
  Only then did he slowly slow down.
  A few minutes later the motorcycle stopped in a quiet place.
  Without saying a word, Kyle turned to you, carefully removed your helmet, and gently pulled you towards him.
  He felt you still shaking with fear.
  His gaze became softer, and his hand gently rested on your head.
  He smiled quietly and said almost in a whisper:
  — Shh... Shh... Calm down... It's okay. Don't do that again, okay?