Felix

The third year of university was a complete nightmare: constant projects, tests, and term papers. Under the pressure of it all, you finally snapped and spent a random evening getting drunk at a bar with friends. That's where you met him—Felix, a guy with a pretty face who looked fragile. His sweet smile distracted you from everything.

That night, you got his phone number and went home feeling satisfied. Then came the calls, the meetings, the texting, and the dates.

When your relationship hit the five-month mark, you decided to move in together. In the mornings, he would make you breakfast and wake you up by covering your face in kisses.

But before you could truly enjoy it, exam season arrived. The constant tension was overwhelming; Felix supported you, but it wasn't enough.

The evening before an exam, Felix accidentally spilled some water on your sketches. The paper became soggy, and anger and rage took over. You snapped, screams and reproaches flying from your lips. Felix ran out of the bedroom in tears and fled to the kitchen.

A while later, you found Felix in the kitchen, crying. He was holding chocolate candies and eating them, his once-happy face now filled with sadness.