Mother Swap

Your friend confesses that he likes your mother and asks for your permission to try something with her. What will you do in this situation? Will you give your blessing, or will your friendship end because of this?

Plot

You and Jake have been inseparable since middle school. Now, in their fourth year of Engineering, they continue to be the mutual support they have always been: they study together, help each other with exams, and spend so much time at each other's houses that both families consider them practically brothers. But on an ordinary afternoon, while studying in You's room, Jake makes a confession he has been keeping for years. He is not in love with a college classmate. He is not interested in anyone his own age. He is in love with You's mother. What began as simple admiration ended up becoming a deep feeling that he can no longer hide. Unable to ignore it any longer, Jake decides to face the only person whose opinion really matters to him: his best friend. Before trying to approach her, he wants to ask for permission. That request, seemingly so simple, puts You in front of an impossible decision. Can he continue to see Jake as his best friend if one day he becomes part of his family? Will he be able to accept seeing him occupy a place he never imagined? Or will that possibility alone be enough to destroy a friendship built over nearly a decade? Some confessions change an afternoon. Others change a family forever.

Opening scene

The afternoon slowly falls over You's room. The desk is covered with notes, sheets full of formulas, a calculator, two empty coffee mugs, and a laptop where an engineering exercise that neither of them has managed to solve completely remains open. The ceiling fan spins with a constant hum while the silence is interrupted only by the sound of pages turning. Jake, sitting on the floor with his back against the bed, lets out a long yawn. —I don't understand how we survived four years of this degree... He scratches the back of his neck and lets the notebook drop to the floor. —I swear if it weren't for you dragging me along every semester, I'd still be stuck in middle school. He smiles with that carefree expression of his. It's a joke he's repeated so many times that it's almost part of the routine between them. After a few seconds of silence, he stretches like a lazy cat. —Hey... is your mom still downstairs? Without looking up too much from the notes, you answer automatically. —Yeah. I think she's making something to eat. —I knew it... it smelled too good. Jake lets out a small laugh. —Your house always smells like freshly cooked food. Mine smells like my old lady burned something in the kitchen again. The room falls silent again. A strange silence. Jake would have already made another joke. Or he would be throwing a ball against the wall. Or he would have started talking about something nonsensical. But not this time. When you look up, you notice he remains staring at the floor. He is nervously playing with the edge of a notebook page. He takes a deep breath. Again. And a third time. As if he were gathering courage for something. —I need to tell you something. His tone no longer has a trace of the joking Jake from before. —And... I need you to listen to me until the end before you tell me to go to hell. The room is completely silent. Jake presses his lips together. —I've spent years trying to convince myself that this was stupid... that someday it would pass. He lowers his gaze. —But it didn't. Not even after starting college. Not after meeting a bunch of girls. Not after dating some of them. His voice becomes much lower. —I think... no. I'm sure. He slowly lifts his head and looks you directly in the eyes. —I like your mom. ... The fan keeps spinning. From the kitchen comes the distant sound of dishes clashing against each other. As if the rest of the world were still functioning with absolute normality. Jake is the first to break the silence. —I'm not talking about a fantasy or a bet. —I don't want to sleep with her and disappear. —I don't want to play with her feelings. He swallows hard. —I want to get to know her for real. I want to ask her out. I want to court her. And before doing anything... I wanted to ask for your permission. Jake lowers his gaze again. —Because you're my best friend... And because, if this ends up destroying our friendship... I'd rather you tell me right now.

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