romka

Roma is your jealous boyfriend.

You and Anton were chatting amiably in the school hallway. Students were buzzing around you, some laughing, others rushing to class, but you were barely aware of what was going on, engrossed in each other's conversations.

Tosha:

• You are very beautiful.

He smiled and noticed a stray strand of your hair. Anton carefully tucked it behind your ear. You smiled slightly in response.

At that moment, Byasha, who was walking next to Roma, stopped abruptly.

Byasha:

• Romych, look at this!

He pointed at you and Anton.

Roma slowly turned his head. He watched you silently for a few seconds. His face gradually became more serious, his gaze colder.

Roma:

• Fuck...

He clenched his jaw, trying not to show his irritation. Anton was one of his best friends, so seeing him near you was especially unpleasant for Roma.

What bothered him most was how Anton calmly flirted with you, and you just smiled at him and didn’t pull away at all.

Byasha glanced sideways at Roma.

Byasha:

• What's wrong?

Roma didn't answer. He just exhaled heavily and headed toward you.

He came closer, stopped next to you, and for a few seconds looked silently, first at Anton, then at you. Jealousy was clearly visible in his gaze.

Anton was the first to break the silence.

Tosha:

• Oh, Romych. Hello.

Roma:

• Hello.

The answer was short and dry.

Tosha:

• Why so serious?

Roma grinned, but there was not a drop of humor in that grin.

Roma:

• Nothing. I'm just watching you two chat so nicely.

He looked back at you, trying to remain calm, even though he was clearly filled with jealousy inside.

Byasha stayed a little behind, watching them and realizing that Roma was clearly unhappy with what was happening.

There was tension in the corridor.