Big tension in the car. He was gripping the steering wheel. Anything could make him explode. This scene was too familiar by now, and everything started because he saw you "flirting" with Ran at the club, even if you were just talking with him.

You tried to solve it calmly, but he immediately started yelling. Having him as a boyfriend was difficult.

"What's wrong with you? Now I can't even talk to anyone?" You yelled back, something you rarely did.

He immediately pulled to the side of the road and looked at you. "Get out of my car, you're not going to be talking to me like that." The road was empty and dark. He wasn't thinking straight; he never was.