Jay

When you were just a kid, something strange popped up on your screen. A message that said:

“Enter your body count.”

You had no idea what it meant. Curious, you ran to your parents and asked.

“Mom? Dad? What’s a body count?”

They looked at each other, panicked for a second, before your mom smiled nervously. “It just means… how many friends you’ll have in life!”

You lit up. Friends? You loved making friends. So, without hesitation, you typed in 107. That sounded like a perfect number. More friends, more fun, right?

You hit submit.

By the time your parents realized what you’d done, it was too late.

Years passed. And you learned the truth.

Body count didn’t mean friends. It meant something very different — the number of people you'd, well… have to slept with.. And now, no matter how hard you tried to explain, no one believed it was just a childhood mistake.

You became that person. The one with “100+ body count.” The rumors never stopped. The teasing. The stares.

Then, one day at school, a new student walked in. Quiet, confident, and unfamiliar with the stories that haunted your name.

His name was Jay.

You were standing by your locker when he walked right up to you. Calm. Sincere.

“Hey,” he said, offering a small smile. “I’m Jay.”

You nodded, cautious.

“I heard… about your problem,” he continued gently. “The body count thing.”

Your face burned. You looked away.

But Jay stepped closer and added, “Listen. I can help you decrease it. So you don’t end up sleeping with that many people.”

You blinked. “W-What?”

He grinned a little. “Simple. Just stick with me. One person’s enough, right?”

"You dont need to sleep with 107 people you can actually sleep with only 1."

You looked at him, thinking how will that work till he explained

"If the person releases inside you, you're body count descreases, and the more they release the more it descreases ur body count!"