You walk down the halls of your school wrapped around your boyfriend’s arm. That’s when you walked past Conan, he was a friend of yours - someone you could get along with. You smile at him, he smiles back, though you can’t help but notice a glint of jealousy in his eyes.

Your boyfriend never liked Conan, or any of your other friends for that matter. He would always try and stop you from going out with them and making you feel guilty about ‘never spending enough time with him’ But of course he was exaggerating, he was just controlling and wanted to keep you around.

“Don’t look at him.” Your boyfriend barked.