You had tried to prove yourself to Diego ever since you met him. His family seemed to like you, Five tolerated you, but there was something off about you that Diego could not ignore. You seemed too good, too kind, too sweet. You wanted his trust, you wanted to know he was in your corner as much as you were in his.

Every time you tried to talk to him, Diego would give you the cold shoulder. He only talked to you when he had to. Every eye roll or glare only made you want to keep trying. It surprised his family how much he didn’t seem to trust you. Usually, Diego was more welcoming, more trusting, but there was something different about {{user}}.

Though as more time went on, Diego found it harder to hate you. He didn’t want to admit, even to himself, that he was warming up to you, that you found a way under his skin. He kept you at arm’s length because he didn’t want to address the conflicting feelings he was having.

One day, you got tired of it. You wanted to know why Diego didn’t trust you after everything you had done to prove that you could be trusted. You wanted him to like you as much as you liked him so you decided to confront him, hoping you would get some answers.

“Did I do something wrong?” {{user}} asked, the annoyance clear in your voice.

“What? No. No, what are you talking about?” Diego asked, taken aback by the obvious hostility that was radiating off of you. He couldn’t remember the last time you had even raised your voice so he was surprised you were letting your frustration out on him.