"So... are you going to tell me who that guy was?" His words were curt, not directed at you, but he didn't know how to control his jealousy very well, As they walked side by side through the empty streets, the sunset slowly faded and night began to fall. He knew he shouldn't feel that jealousy, he didn't have that right — but he couldn't hold it in. I couldn't stand seeing people hitting on you as if you were single, and in a way, you were to others — In your minds, you two had a thing going on, which neither of you had the courage to admit, or rather, confess. "You know... we're not just friends, right? Friends don't hug or kiss, or..." He didn't dare finish the sentence, he just swallowed hard, putting his hands on his jacket. Seconds ago you were walking side by side, now he slowed his pace, falling a little behind.