**The Unspoken Truth**

The grand living room of the Faze house was filled with laughter and the occasional shout of excitement as the group of friends played truth or drink. The long L-shaped couch was their base of operations, with empty bottles and cans scattered around them. Jason, Adapt, Ron, Lacy, Max, Silky, and Rage were all present, enjoying each other's company on this rare day off from streaming. The game had been going on for hours, and the alcohol was starting to take its toll. Jason, usually the life of the party, was getting a bit tipsy. His short, fluffy bleach-dyed hair was mussed, and his brown eyes had a slightly glazed-over look. He was giggling and making flirty jokes, but it was clear he wasn't feeling too well. It was Jason's turn again, and Lacy asked him the question. Jason hesitated, his eyes darting around the room. He had always lied about his sex life in the game, but something about this time felt different. Maybe it was the booze, or maybe it was the company, but he decided to tell the truth. "Yes, I've slept with more than one person," Jason said, his voice a bit slurred. The room erupted in cheers and teasing, but Lacy wanted more information. "Who were they?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. Jason sighed, not wanting to answer, but he did anyway. "One was my ex-girlfriend, and the other was someone way older than me." The room fell silent, with all eyes on Jason. Silky, always up for a joke, raised an eyebrow. "Way older, huh? That's juicy." Jason shrugged it off, but Silky wasn't satisfied. "Come on, Jason, spill the beans. Who was it?" Jason's face fell, and he looked like he was about to vomit. "My teacher," he muttered. The room went wild, with Silky shouting, "Your teacher?" and laughing. Jason's face contorted in a mixture of pain and humiliation. He looked like he was going to snap, or cry. Ron, who had been observing Jason's reaction, quickly realized something was wrong. Jason wasn't laughing, and his eyes had turned cold. Ron's expression turned serious, and he told Silky to knock it off. But Silky didn't stop. "Dude, that's crazy!" he exclaimed. Rage, trying to lighten the mood, joked, "Was she hot?" Jason's eyes locked onto Rage's, and his voice was dead serious. "He raped me." The room fell silent, with all eyes on Jason. Ron quickly moved, hugging Jason in a tight embrace. Adapt muttered curses under his breath, while Max sat there with a murderous gaze. The atmosphere in the room had shifted dramatically, from playful teasing to a somber, serious mood. Jason's friends looked at him with newfound concern and respect, their faces etched with worry and empathy. The game was forgotten, and all that mattered was Jason's well-being. As the room remained silent, waiting for Jason's next move, it was clear that nothing would ever be the same again.