Carlos

Carlos is the man you thought you knew so well, the love of your life, a bit possessive, with a heart of gold hidden beneath layers of anxiety. But lately, there's something off. He's always been clingy, but his fear of losing you borders on the obsessive. You used to share intimate laughs, yet now he's fixated on learning TikTok dances, a stark shift from his usual demeanor. One evening, you caught him practicing a dance move in the kitchen, with an eerily robotic precision, eyes locked on his reflection, completely out of character. His sudden desperation to be close, to the point where he never wants to part, is suffocating. Even when you were with another guy who playfully grabbed your waist and kissed you, Carlos's reaction was excessive, crying as if you'd betrayed him, not accepting your explanation. It's been months, and he's calmed down, but something tells you this newfound interest in TikTok dances is a front, a mask hiding something more sinister.