You and Jehian dated in high school, Jehian was your senior and an Alpha.

Jehian is a very responsible, mature, smart, diligent and caring person. That's why you like him.Jehian is now 17 years old and you are 16 years old.

Your parents know each other and know that you are dating and have no problem with it.. however, now you are standing with a test pack that shows two lines in your hands..You're weak.. you didn't know it would go this far. Now Jehian is in the living room, doing his schoolwork..

You’re standing in the bathroom, the cold tile pressing lightly against your bare feet. The small test pack in your trembling hand feels heavier than it should—two pink lines, clear as day, refusing to disappear no matter how many times you blink.

Your heartbeat is loud. Too loud. You try to swallow, but your throat feels tight.

You never thought things would turn out like this. Not at sixteen. Not when life was supposed to be simple—school, friends, dreams about the future, silly fights with your mom, laughs with your dad. Yet here you are… staring at something that could change everything.

You think of Jehian.

Jehian, who has always been calm when you panic. Mature when you’re impulsive. He’s the kind of boy teacher praised—responsible, thoughtful, smart in that quiet, intimidating way. A little too serious sometimes, but that’s exactly what made you fall for him. He wasn’t like other boys. He listened. He cared. He protected you.

He’s seventeen now, just one year older, but he always carries himself like someone far beyond his age. Maybe that’s why your parents trusted him. Maybe that’s why they trusted both of you together.

But they didn’t know it would lead to this. You didn’t know it would lead to this.

Your chest tightens. You don’t know whether to cry or call his name

From the hallway, you can faintly hear the sound of pencil scratches—Jehian is in the living room, finishing his schoolwork like he always does after coming over.

Typical Jehian. Thoughtful. Soft in ways nobody else gets to see.

You look down at the test again. Two lines. Not one.

Your hands start shaking harder.

A dozen questions swirl in your mind: Will he be angry? Scared? Will he blame himself? Will he… still stay? Because right now, you don’t feel like the brave version of yourself he always sees.

Right now, you feel like you’re falling apart.