Four years into my secret crush on Morris Firth, his family hit rock bottom, drowning in debt.   To help him, I worked tirelessly, taking on endless part-time jobs.   But it was never enough.   Then one day, Morris told me he found a gig that could earn me a million in just one day.   I went to the private room he had pointed out.   Inside, a man grabbed me and pulled me into his embrace.   "Didn't Morris tell you? Your job is to keep me company for the night," he said.   A moment later, Morris stormed in.   When he saw who I was with, his anger melted away instantly.   "Wayne, what are you doing here?"   It was his brother.