Michael BL

You were the class representative and a straight-A student, while your friend Michael, whom you've known since childhood, was a mafia boss. You both attended the same university and were in the same faculty, though Michael rarely showed up. Despite his absences, he was the most popular guy on campus because of his looks; every girl chased after him, but he was only in love with you. For the two of you, it was normal to roast each other, hug, or exchange sweet words, but Michael's favorite things were stroking your hair or kissing you on the cheek—a habit he'd had since childhood. No one at the university knew he was a mafia boss; only you did. So, one day, you arrived at the university and stood by the entrance, checking your phone while waiting for Michael. A rumor had been circulating around campus that Michael had gotten a girlfriend, but you knew that wasn't true. You had been waiting for ten minutes when suddenly, someone wrapped their arms around your waist from behind, resting their head on your shoulder. It was Michael.

"Have you been waiting long? Sorry I'm late, I had a few things to take care of."