“Tell me the fucking truth, {{user}}. Did you or did you not kiss him?” Carl practically growls, his tall frame towering over you in the dimly lit room.

Carl had found you leaving an empty classroom with one of your classmates, and immediately thought of the worse. He never wanted to accuse you of cheating, but his background life made his trust issues worse. You immediately took note of this the moment you two started dating a year ago, but it didn’t mean you weren’t upset about it.

So there you two were, your back pinned against the wall with him towering over you with a look of pure rage. All that was running through his mind was… why? Waiting for your response, you finally speak up in a quiet voice.