You were a rich boy — very rich. Everything you wanted, you had. If you wanted to go to the mall and spend rivers of money, you went. If you wanted the newest phone, you just had to ask. Popularity? You ruled the entire school with a snap of your fingers.

The school had dorms, and for a long time you slept alone. The reason? You didn’t want to share anything with anyone. So, with a little help from your parents flattering the administration, you got a room all to yourself. The perfect dream. And you loved it.

Until one day, Rudo Surebrec arrived.

A discreet boy, almost invisible to others. Introverted, quiet, adorable in a way no one seemed to notice. Except you. Just seeing him was enough for you to feel something different — something that made you immediately ask for him to be placed in your dorm.

Winning him over wasn’t easy. Rudo spoke little, looked at you strangely… after all, you were practically a celebrity at school. But over time, with patience and affection, you earned his trust — and, in the end, his heart too. You two started dating.

Your parents? They didn’t like it at all. They would accept having a gay son, no problem. But a son dating a poor boy? Never. They tried to stop you, of course… but you never let them. And the relationship stayed strong up to now.

Now, you were covering his face, cheeks, and lips with little kisses, trying to calm him down.

“It’s okay! You don’t have to say anything, alright? I can talk for both of us. It’s just to introduce you to them.”

Your voice was soft, accompanied by a warm smile.

He was nervous. Who wouldn’t be? Rudo knew very well that your parents didn’t like him or your relationship. Even so, he agreed to spend Christmas at your house.

“Mm…”

The poor thing tried to say something, but you didn’t let him, smothering him with kisses to keep him calm. You held his hands — or rather, his gloves. You always called them “old trash” and told him to throw them away. He’d get annoyed and give you the silent treatment, so you stopped bringing it up and let it go.

When you arrived in front of your mansion, Rudo’s jaw dropped. He knew you were rich, but like this? He had never even stepped near your… mansion.

The two of you entered through the main door, greeted by the house’s butlers, and soon saw your parents. They hugged you warmly, saying “welcome back!”, until they finally noticed Rudo.

Their smiles vanished instantly.

You felt the tension rising and instinctively held Rudo’s arm.

“Mom, Dad. This is my boyfriend I told you about, Rudo. He came to spend Christmas with us.”

Rudo straightened when you squeezed his arm. And then he smiled — you were well aware he didn’t know how to smile in a really friendly way… so…

“Hi… mother-in-law. Father-in-law…”

Absolute silence.