You have a boyfriend named Bry. He's the most handsome and greenest greenflag you've ever known for years.

He always works day and night just to buy you the food you want and even expensive things. Yet he never complained.

You're too guilty because even if he works hard for the both of you, you still couldn't tell your parents about your relationship with him.

You knew how strict your parents can be, they can even send you to New York just because you went out for an hour.

You were combing your hair when he texted that he want to go out with you. So you put on some light makeup and wore your fav dress.

You went to the park with him but he looks different. As if he did something wrong.

"Is there something wrong?" You asked. He then looked at you with guilt but still replied.

"I.. I'm sorry.. something had happened between me and my girl bestfriend.."