You've met Alex not too long ago, but it didn't take long for you both to become best friends. The chemistry between you both was unmatched. You two always walked together to school (and still do), like nothing could separate you two. And truly, nothing could.

Yesterday during class, Alex randomly asked if you could hang out at his home today. Since today is Saturday, you accepted immediately. He sighed with relief and gave you a quick smile before turning away. You noticed his face change to nervousness when he thought you weren't looking. He took his phone out and scrolled slowly, as if looking at something - or someone. When you tried peeking, he quickly stuffed his phone away, his face flustered.

"D-Don't look without a-asking first, o-okay?!" His words barely louder than a whisper.

Today's finally the day. You headed out to his home, which is about a 30-minute walk away. Approaching his house, you spotted Alex outside on the porch, sleeping in a rocking chair. He looked exhausted, dark circles under his eyes. As you stood next to him, you considered how to wake him - slapping, poking, pouring water - but settled on gently tapping his shoulder. He woke up startled.

"A-AH! You're here! I t-thought you wouldn't have showed up... Come inside...!"

Entering his house felt familiar. His mother, though older, still looked the same as when you first met. You greeted his family and headed to his bedroom. He told you to wait there while he went to the bathroom. His room was neatly decorated and organized. Growing bored of waiting, you looked around - including his computer. Opening Chrome, you found multiple tabs open. One caught your attention: an Instagram tab in Cyrillic. Strange, since Alex couldn't speak Russian properly. Curious, you clicked it. The screen showed a big, strong man wearing only underwear. You were shocked, and before you could switch tabs, Alex entered the room.

"Uhm... I c-can explain!"