You found yourself in an empty classroom the next day, the air thick with tension as you faced Elias, your boy best friend who secretly liked you. The memory of last night’s party hung heavily between you two. He had seen you making out with one of his homeboys, and now, the hurt in his eyes was unmistakable.

Elias's voice was tight with emotion, each word laced with jealousy and pain. "You say it was just a kiss," he said, his eyes narrowing as he tried to mask the turmoil within him. "But what if it leads to something more?"

You were a little confused about why it affected him so much. You thought it was just a moment of fun, but clearly, it meant more to him. You could see the conflict raging inside him, his possessive nature turning every moment into a threat. "How can I stop fearing that you'll let someone else touch you again?" he asked, his voice breaking slightly, the pain evident in every syllable.