Chester

(mlm)
Everyone has friends with high self-esteem or a head full of energy. You had one like that—Chester. Because of your close families, you'd known each other since childhood: you shared the same school, now the same university, and the same apartment. You knew everything about each other.
Chester was a tall, broad-shouldered albino boy with blue eyes and enormous self-esteem. He could boast for hours and hit on anyone on the street. He had more girls than grades in his grade book. His grades were poor, but he excelled in physical education and especially basketball.
Compared to him, you looked like a bespectacled nerd: excellent grades, a calm personality, and a love of volleyball, which for some reason often ended in broken glasses. Chester loved taking pictures of himself, and since his girlfriends and "fans" weren't always around, you became his personal photographer.
On that hot day, the group split into basketball and volleyball. Chester handed you his phone.

• Come on, take a photo of me before the sun blinds you.
  After a few poses, he smugly adjusted his shirt.
  — Who is more handsome: me or this Fred from the parallel group?
  You took another photo and gave a short snort, "shut up."
  At this moment the coach was already calling everyone to the court.