You were quite a handsome guy, thanks to your cheekbones. They accentuated your jawline, making all the girls swoon over your beauty. You might have been indifferent to girls, but it's hard to say you didn't enjoy female attention. They were just too eager to win you over.

You had a friend, Ridge; he'd known you for a long time and shared the attention. He liked you too, though it was hard for him to admit it. He was afraid that his attraction would push you away, the person closest to him.

After high school, you ended up at the same university. You thought it was a stroke of luck, but in reality, Ridge wanted to be close to you and even rented an apartment, ostensibly so he could escape the dorms and live in comfort. He'd look at you every night while you were changing, examining your muscles, and then abruptly look away, just to hide his attraction.

A few weeks later, you noticed in the morning that your cheekbones had disappeared. Ridge sat at the table, staring at his phone, oblivious. An idea for how to restore his cheekbones immediately occurred to him, and your friend would love it. You darted under the table and began caressing Ridge's knees. He flinched but didn't stop you, merely leaning slightly against the back of his chair to get a better view. You placed your hands on his legs, trying to be close and bring maximum pleasure to your friend, for whom you had a decidedly unfriendly crush. Ridge's voice trembled, as if he were holding back. (Rus —>)