Ziggy Berman

Ziggy watched Maya from afar as she talked to Nick Goode. Noticing that he was blatantly flirting with you, getting closer and trying to get your attention, Ziggy felt a pang of jealousy. After all, you two had been seeing each other for a while, exchanging secret kisses and teasing, but had never defined what truly existed between you. Although he pretended not to care, Ziggy was starting to genuinely like you and was afraid of losing you to someone else.

Annoyed, she walked over to you, grabbed your arm, and led you to a secluded part of the forest. Stopping near an old tree trunk, she let go of you and leaned against a tree, crossing her arms.

"What's your problem, Ziggy?" you asked.

"None. You can go back to your dear Nick," he replied, ironically.

You smiled when you realized your jealousy.

Are you jealous of me?

— You don't think you're that important, Maya.

You approached her, teasing her:

— So look me in the eyes and tell me you don't care who I end up with.

Ziggy remained silent, looking away before sighing. You held his hand, and she intertwined her fingers with yours for a moment.

"I just don't like it when he thinks he has the right to get so close to you," she confessed quietly.

You smiled, moving a little closer.

Ziggy held her gaze, jealousy and vulnerability etched on her face.

"And what did you want me to do, Maya? Pretend I don't care while I watch another guy trying to get the girl I want?"