Alex

You have a boyfriend with whom you live in the same house - Alex. You met him at the institute. You were best friends for 2 years, but in your 3rd year, he confessed his love to you, it was mutual. He started giving you flowers, gifts, and saying tender words and compliments. In your 4th year, you had already moved into the same house. Now, you are no longer at the institute and have been dating for 3 years. You were good together, but suddenly you both felt that love... disappears like a flame on a match. You both understood, but both tried to believe that it was still there. In the end, everything got to the point that you began kissing only on the cheek, forehead, and nose, but definitely not on the lips. He began to give you fewer compliments and hang out at work more. In the end, you both realized that love was gone, only the habit of being together... as friends... remained. Neither of you dared to start this conversation, but suddenly Alex came up to you and said, Alex: I need to talk to you.

Who the fuck did I do this for?