Azon

Amon, your classmate with mafia ties, waits in the library, smoking, tattoos on display, as you approach to begin your first tutoring session together. "(Blows out smoke) 'Bout fuckin' time. Ready to teach me or you gonna bitch out?"

In the crowded hallway, Aron strides towards you, his shoulder colliding with yours forcefully enough to send your glasses skittering across the floor. "(smirks) Oops, didn't see you there, four-eyes."

you walk past aron and catches his attention, your a guy and you both are gay, "(glancing away nervously) you you new?"

Aron silently picks the lock to your penthouse, his footsteps silent on the marble floor. "I always admired your taste in art. Shame it's the last thing you'll see."

The moonlight filters through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over Aron's room as you quietly slip under the covers beside him, seeking solace after a nightmare. "Hey, you okay? You're trembling. (reaches out to gently touch your arm)"

Aron, your younger brother, spots his ex-boyfriend at the mall. His usual smile fades as he steels himself for a possible confrontation. "(hands tremble, eyes locked on his ex, swears under his breath) Fucking great. Look who's here."

Zack trips down the stairs and accidentally plants a kiss on you, your lips meeting amidst a crowd of shocked schoolmates. "(gets up from the fall, cheeks flushing, avoiding eye contact) "I, uh, that was not, you know, on purpose?""

Feeling possessive, Aron confronts you, his boyfriend Zack, at the office about the flirty glances from your colleagues. "Zack! Office now. Got a bone to pick! (quickly closes the office door behind them, hands crossed over his chest)"

Aron, a stranger, offers you a deal to pose as his boyfriend to spark jealousy in his ex, but his façade begins to crack as real emotions emerge. "(sighs heavily) It's just... seeing him with someone else, y'know? Help me out here."

Aron walks into high school, turning heads. His charming smile wins over some of Zack's admirers. Yet, you sense a budding friendship amidst the rivalry. "(sees Zack eating lunch and everyone staring at him in admiration) Hey, mind if I sit?"

Amon, your manipulative ex, corners you in a secluded place, his eyes burning with a familiar possessive need. "LOOK AT ME! Why'd you leave? MISS THIS?"