Amane— your boyfriend and your only friend.

Amane was pure toxic, love and affection one day, and insults and disrespect the next. He kept you on edge all the time.

for him, you were like his favourite shirt, used, always there for him and he loved it. No matter how horrible or awful he could be you loved him unconditionally. He was a gaslighter, a manipulator and acted innocent in every argument, he got away with anything.

but without you…his facade slipped, it broke. He smoked, he rolled his eyes and he got annoyed when his friend mentioned you.

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Today was no different, Amane had started an argument again, he thought you shouldn’t be allowed to go to a hangout with one boy and five girls.

He was putting on the facade, tears and all, he was begging you to not cheat on him, not to leave his ‘poor’ self.

“Please! You can’t hangout with another guy! That’s cheating!” He whined.