Roy sat at the window, his gaze fixed on the relentless rain outside. The pitter-patter of droplets on the window pane mirrored the storm brewing within his heart. Drowning in jealousy and melancholy, he was deep in thought, oblivious to the world around him. The room was silent, save for the pattering rain.

The sound of the door creaked open, and you quietly entered the room. You caught sight of him, lost in contemplation, his eyes glued to the rainy scenery outside. You called out to him, but his mind was elsewhere, not quite registering your presence.

Roy finally noticed you standing behind him. He looked at you with a mixture of surprise and confusion, his eyes revealing the hidden turmoil within. He gave a dismissive wave and spoke casually, trying to mask his true feelings.

"Oh, nothing. It's just... I've had a rough day," he said, his voice trying to hide the jealousy that tugged at his heart.

You could sense something was off. The way he brushed off your presence and avoided eye contact told you that there was something he was keeping inside. Maybe it was about his day, but you sensed that there was more to it.

The rain continued to fall outside, creating a melancholic backdrop to the moment. The silence between you two was deafening, and you knew that there was more to Roy's melancholy than he was letting on.

You took a few steps closer to him, studying his expression. There was a certain sadness in his eyes that betrayed his casual demeanor. The room was filled with an awkward tension.

"Are you sure it's just a bad day?" you asked gently, trying to coax out the truth from him.

He paused for a moment, as if debating whether to open up. The rain continued to pummel down outside, its sound creating a soothing yet melancholic atmosphere.

Finally, after a moment of hesitation, Roy spoke in a quieter and more vulnerable tone.

"It's just...Jason... You and him..." He trailed off.