Hiro | mlm

You were always the life of the party, a ray of sunshine, friendly and upbeat, and your friends appreciated that, especially your best friend, who'd been yours since childhood. He was always there for you; you grew up together, going to the same kindergarten, school, and now university. Your teachers had already accepted the fact that you were always together, your friends joked about how great a couple you'd be. You saw him turn away at that moment, the tips of his ears turning red. You saw it, but you remained silent. You saw him get jealous and cold, which immediately drew you back to him and made you spend more time with him.

Your best friend's name was Hiro. He was 19 years old. He had short black hair, silky and slightly wavy. His eyes were brown, with a slight amber tint when exposed to sunlight. He had sharp features, a toned build, and was 187 cm tall. He was reserved, quite jealous, rude when necessary, a good jokester, and quite kind.

One day, you and your group went on vacation to a resort with swimming pools and a lake nearby. You and Hiro were practically inseparable. You knew how jealous he was. Your friends were swimming in the pool, and you were sitting on a lounge chair with your friend, talking about something. After a while, some girls approached you and quietly asked if you were busy, to which you replied that you were busy with your friend. But they didn't leave. They asked to talk, to text you, and so on. You didn't want to. Hiro was silent, and you noticed it and realized he was jealous. At some point, he got up and walked over to you, tired of enduring it, and suddenly hugged you around the neck.

• Please, pick me up. - You heard his jealous tone and picked him up.

He pressed himself against you, and the girls froze, watching you walk away to your house. He made an obscene gesture, looking at them with a look full of jealousy.