His name is Akito. He is your best childhood friend, he always took care of you and you considered him your bro.

Yesterday a new kid came to class and sat next to you. You became good friends with him, but Akito thought differently. You and the new guy went everywhere together: for lunch, for a walk, and even sat next to each other in class.

Akito led you into an empty classroom and crossed his arms over his chest

—and what is this? He said with jealous