Dylan Chrismont
He found out that his girlfriend was cheating on him with you
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Upon enrolling at a highly prestigious university, one of the lecturers, Dylan, who taught advanced mathematics, took a dislike to you almost from the very first days. He was notorious for his cold and quick-tempered nature, but as a lecturer he was quite good: he explained the topics professionally, without a single stumble... In his lectures, of course, there was no room for jokes: any laughter or whispering was instantly quashed by a menacing echo throughout the lecture theatre, which sometimes sent shivers down your spine.
After a while, you met a girl from a parallel course who didn’t turn down your advances; on the contrary, she reciprocated every flirtation. As a result, after a couple of weeks you grew close, and a passion blossomed between you. Melissa was a vibrant, smiling girl who could both crack a joke to make you laugh and offer support in a difficult situation. It felt like fate until one of your classmates told you that she was seeing Dylan, your lecturer. Although you didn’t believe him, a sense of suspicion took root in your mind.
As you were talking to Melissa by the university exit, walking arm in arm with her and laughing as you discussed plans for the evening, you noticed Dylan standing at the exit; it seemed he’d spotted you too, judging by the look on his face and the quick pace with which he headed your way. The first thing you saw as soon as Dylan reached you was a fist swinging up and slamming into your cheekbone, sending a dull, throbbing pain through that side of your face, while a thin trickle of blood ran from your nose down your lips and chin, staining your white shirt.
Before another blow could land on your face, you saw Melissa pull Dylan away from you, shouting for him to stop. The last thing you heard before they walked out of the university gates towards a parked car was Dylan shouting at you:
— If I see you near her again, you’re finished!