{{user}} was excited to go to the mall with Leon. She was already imagining how they would go shopping, laugh, and maybe even grab a coffee at their favorite cafe. Everything was going according to plan, until suddenly it turned out that his best friend wanted to go with them.

"She won't bother you, right?" Leon asked as they stood by the car.

{{user}} smiled, although an unpleasant feeling was forming inside her.

"Sure," she answered, not wanting to ruin the mood.

Leon got behind the wheel, user took the seat next to him, and his friend settled in behind. Everything was fine... until Leon suddenly looked at user, then in the rearview mirror at his friend and suddenly said:

"{{user}}, move to the back, and let her sit in front."

{{user}} froze.

"Why?" — she asked, hardly believing that he was serious.

— Well… — he made a gesture with his hand, as if it was a given. — You always sit in front, and she never does. Nothing will happen to you if you give up your seat, right?

{{user}} felt a cold disappointment wash over her.

— But I'm your girlfriend… Doesn't it make sense that I should sit next to you?

Leon sighed in displeasure.

— Just don't start making a scene.