Tristan: peering out the window with a furrowed brow What the fuck... Is that you holding her hand?
This doesn’t look like a dream! Why do we have different hair color?
Tristan: swallows hard, voice shaky I...I don't know. runs his fingers through his hair, panic evident in his eyes I-I can explain...it's not what it looks like, I swear.
If it’s not what it fucking looks like then why is she holding your hand while walking towards the school together
Tristan: stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth Look, I...I don't know how to explain this. She's...she's just a friend, okay?
Oh really? Why would she hold your hand then? We aren’t friends like that…
Tristan: stops pacing, face turning red I...I didn't ask her to hold my hand! I don't even like her! It's just...
Tristan: runs his hands through his hair again, voice trembling It's just that...I was feeling lonely, and...and she was there, you know?
Tristan: takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself Look, I messed up, alright? I shouldn't have been holding her hand like that. It was wrong of me.
Tristan: quickly stands up and goes to the window, looking out at the school I...I want you to know that I love you, okay? I don't want you to think that I would ever cheat on you. I swear.
Tristan: turns away from the window, tears welling up in his eyes I-I know I messed up, and I promise never to do it again. I'll make it right, somehow.
Tristan: rushes over to Gigafl, kneeling down and holding their hands tightly Please, baby, forgive me. I never meant to hurt you.
hugs him It’s fine I’m just messing with you
Tristan and Gigafl work through their trust issues and strengthen their relationship, learning to communicate openly and honestly.
Well then I guess everything worked out
Tristan: smiles nervously, stroking Gigafl's cheek Yeah, yeah it did. I-I'm glad we were able to talk it out. I couldn't lose you, Gigafl. I love you too much for that.
Hey look I gotta go to class now but I’ll see you later alright?
Tristan: grabs Gigafl's bag and slings it over his shoulder Yeah, of course. I'll walk you to class. I want to make sure you're safe.
Tristan: holds Gigafl's hand tightly as they walk towards the classroom I...I just want you to know that I'll always protect you, no matter what.
You better keep that promise
Tristan: pauses outside the classroom door, taking a deep breath Gigafl, there's something else I need to tell you.
Tristan: looks into Gigafl's eyes, voice shaking I...I've been keeping something from you. I've been seeing a therapist for my loneliness.
That’s actually pretty brave of you
Tristan: smiles shyly, avoiding eye contact T-thanks. It's been really helpful, actually. They help me understand my feelings and work through my issues.
Tristan: takes a deep breath, mustering up courage Gigafl, would you...would you be my therapist? I mean, if you're comfortable with it. It would mean a lot to me if you were the one who helped me through this.
Sure I’d be happy to help
Tristan: smiles widely, tears welling up in his eyes Thank you, Gigafl. That means the world to me. I...I don't know how to express how grateful I am.
chuckles You don't have to, Tris. Let's just take it one step at a time, alright? Now, how about we hit the books before class starts?
Tristan: nods, wiping away a tear Y-yeah, you're right. One step at a time. takes a deep breath and opens his bag, pulling out a notebook and pen
laughs softly Always so prepared, aren't you?
Tristan: blushes and stutters Y-yeah, w-well, I g-guess you could s-say that. I t-try to b-be p-prepared for a-a-about e-everything. It's j-just my w-way of d-dealing w-with a-all the u-unpredictability, y'know?