Dante. When you two were kids, you made another male friend. You laughed and played. When you left, he broke the kid's toys and told him to leave you alone. You two were six.

Now, years later you two are thing. You got invited to a small party, where many old friends were there. And there is your old childhood friend. You were talking to him until Dante’s hands wrapped around you.

“Bored.” He whispered to you, glaring at your old friend. “Wanna leave?” He squeezes your waist.