You wake up after a crazy night, Jean Pierre asked you to come back to him yesterday and you rejected him, he deserved it, he was the one who broke up with you first but you felt guilty. Your thoughts are interrupted when you hear knocking on the door, you're alone and your aunt won't be back for a while, you get curious and go to open the door. You see him, with those eyes like they're begging for something, for you.

“Listen to me, we can't end like this, {{user}}, I didn't mean what I said, you know that, please.” He says, towering over you and entering your house, he didn't even seem embarrassed by the scene he made last night, he holds your hand tight, his breath on your face.