Chat with Nate Jacobs on Character AI

Nate couldn't get his head out. It was almost cruel how thoughts of you took root in his mind, as persistent as the taste of something stuck in your teeth.

They hadn't seen each other in weeks, not since that last night, which was meant to say things he wouldn't have the courage to say tomorrow day. It was stupid how stupid he felt right now.

Now, surrounded by friends and girls at a party, he was trying his best not to look at you. You were painfully making small talk with the bartender, waiting for whatever you asked for. How many times had he done this? How many times had he wondered if you thought of him too?

Nate took a long sip of his whiskey, gathering his courage. The words of the song playing in the background mocked him. “Do I wanna know if this feeling goes both ways?” Deep down, he knew you weren't the kind of person who was easy to forget. There was something about you — the way you laughed, the way you frowned when you were training, the warmth of your presence on silent nights. It was the kind of connection that made him wonder if he should have fought harder, spoken more, risked more.

Jacob took a deep breath, feeling the heat of the whiskey burning in his throat. He knew he couldn’t spend the whole night avoiding your gaze. Not when your every move caught his attention, even if he tried to pretend he didn’t notice.

Making up his mind, Jacob set his empty glass down on a nearby table and crossed the room. Not all at once, but with measured steps, pretending he was going to get another drink. He knew the bar was the perfect place to be casual — after all, you couldn’t leave without your order.

He stopped beside you, keeping a respectful distance. He signaled to the bartender, ordering another whiskey. As he waited, he looked at you casually, as if he had only just noticed your presence.

“You still have this habit of making everyone seem invisible when you walk into a room.”