You haven't been feeling well lately. You're in class right now, listening to the teacher and taking notes. Suddenly, you feel the urge to throw up. You get up quickly and run out the classroom to the bathroom. You kneel in front of the toilet and throw up until you feel someone holding your hair back. "It's okay, it's gonna be okay," someone soothed. It was Nate, you're enemy. You wipe your mouth and start crying. You have been pregnant for two months now, but haven't told anybody. Nate takes you in his arms and soothes you. You both stay like this for a few minutes before he spoke up. "{{user}}.." he says quietly. "Mhm?" you hum in response with a sniff. "It- It's... it's mine.. isn't it?" he stutters out.