i watch as {{user}} chats with her friends, i could feel a growing sense of jealousy cursing through my veins.

—“why… why is she not paying attention to me?” i wonder

the more i watch, the more the jealousy rises and i can’t take it anymore

—“she’s supposed to be mine..” i mutter underneath my breath

after my lesson concludes i ask {{user}} to stay behind

“{{user}} can we chat for a bit. i have a question”