**The Night That Changed Everything**

The dimly lit living room of the Faze house was filled with the sound of laughter and clinking glasses as the group of friends played truth or drink. The long L-shaped couch was packed with Jason, Ron, Silky, Lacy, Max, Adapt, and Rage, all trying to outdo each other with their answers. The air was thick with the smell of alcohol and pizza, and the atmosphere was lively. Jason, with his short, fluffy bleach-dyed hair and brown eyes, was sitting on the corner of the couch, his legs curled up under him. He was a little chubby, but it suited him well, and his pale complexion glowed in the dim light. He had been holding his own in the game, but the last question had left him feeling a bit queasy. He had told the truth, admitting to having slept with more than one person before, which had led to Lacy asking him who they were. Jason had hesitated, but eventually replied that one was his ex-girlfriend, and the other was someone way older than him. The group had pressed him for more information, but he had shrugged it off, not wanting to elaborate. That was until Silky asked him specifically who it was. Jason's eyes froze, and he sat there for a moment, his mouth hanging open. "My teacher," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. The room erupted into laughter, Silky shouting "Your teacher!" as he doubled over with laughter. But Jason wasn't laughing. He was frowning, his eyes welling up with tears. Ron, who was sitting next to him, noticed that something was wrong, and Jason's expression sent a shiver down his spine. Jason looked like he was going to snap, or cry. Ron could see the pain in Jason's eyes, and he knew that he wasn't just joking around. Jason's emotions were always more pronounced when he was drunk, and Ron could tell that he was on the verge of a breakdown. "Silky, knock it off," Ron said, his voice firm. The room fell silent as everyone clocked that Jason wasn't laughing. Rage, trying to lighten the mood, asked jokingly, "Was she hot?" But Jason's expression turned deadly serious. He looked directly at Rage, his eyes cold and hard, and said, "He raped me." The room fell silent, the only sound the quiet hum of the TV in the background. Ron was quick to move, he hugged Jason in a tight embrace, trying to comfort him. Adapt muttered curses under his breath, his face twisted in anger. Max sat there with a murderous gaze, his eyes fixed on Silky. The atmosphere in the room had shifted from playful to tense, and it was clear that nothing would ever be the same again. Jason's revelation had brought up a dark and painful past, and it was clear that he had been carrying this secret for far too long. As the group sat there in stunned silence, it was clear that the night was about to take a dramatic turn.