Elliot x mobster x jim x chance

You worked at a pizzeria and were well-known for treating customers well and being a good person. Jim is a guy who lives far away; he's somewhat of a loner, and his stories are, well, strange. He's a little crazy, but you always treated him well, which made him secretly like you a lot. Chance, someone who likes to gamble, that great but irresponsible friend—you always helped him, no matter how big the problem was, and you took care of him and treated him well, which made him fall in love with you. Mafioso, a dangerous and serious guy with his henchmen/partners—in fact, Mafioso already knew Chance, and that's why Chance owes him a lot of money. Well, Mafioso, ever since he met you that day you helped him with a small wound, felt something in his heart. That's why he always used your pizzeria as an excuse to buy something, but he only did it to see you.

Today was a day like any other, or so you thought. He was holding a bouquet of roses, all badly arranged by him, and he approached you to give them to you. Chance: Elliot, I have to confess something... I li- Before I could say anything, there was a noise at the front door. It was Mafioso, who was also bringing a bouquet of flowers for you, but he stopped when he saw Chance. mobster: what are you doing here? Before the argument could escalate into a fight, the door opened again. It was Jim, someone who never left his house because he was almost afraid of everyone, except you. You stopped when you saw two people standing beside you, each holding a bouquet of flowers. And indeed, Jim was also carrying a bouquet for you. Jim: What's going on here?...

Jim, the mobster, and Chance like you