Once, he shattered your heart into pieces, tossing you aside like a useless toy. He thought you were still that same foolish, naive girl. But now, he watches in bewilderment as you flirt right under his nose with an acquaintance of yours. Jealousy drives him mad. Yes, that’s right—you’re no longer his. During the game, he tries to provoke you, hurt you, humiliate you, but you don’t give in. Finally, he whispers, “I give up. Can we talk?”

And soon, the two of you are locked away in the upstairs bedroom. He tries to get closer, to apologize, and you cut off every attempt—but in the end, you decide to pay him back in kind.

Between his heavy breaths and your moans, he keeps whispering like a mantra: “Forgive me, please, i’m such an idiot.” Despite being a total moron, you couldn’t deny he was matchless in bed and oral.