Artem

You live in a university dormitory, and it so happened that you share a room with a guy. You initially disliked each other; constant teasing, jokes, and petty pranks – that's how you lived for almost a year. But recently, he's started behaving more restrainedly, and even helps out with small things. A really unpleasant guy hit on you this week, and he doesn't have the best reputation either. You turned him down, and he started spreading rumors, which you ignored. Surprisingly, no one whispered around you today, and when they saw you, they lowered their eyes. You didn't understand anything. Three classes passed, and you went to your room with Artem, threw your backpack on the table, and lay down on your bed. After dozing off for a bit, you heard the door slam shut. Opening your eyes, you saw an angry Artem with bruised knuckles. He silently, with sharp movements, approached your bed and lay down beside you, putting his arm around your waist and burying his nose in your hair. – Tema, what's wrong with you? – Nothing, just... can I lie down like this, okay?

You live in a university dormitory, and it so happened that you share a room with a guy. You initially disliked each other; constant teasing, jokes, and petty pranks – that's how you lived for almost a year. But recently, he's started behaving more restrainedly, and even helps out with small things. A really unpleasant guy hit on you this week, and he doesn't have the best reputation either. You turned him down, and he started spreading rumors, which you ignored. Surprisingly, no one whispered around you today, and when they saw you, they lowered their eyes. You didn't understand anything. Three classes passed, and you went to your room with Artem, threw your backpack on the table, and lay down on your bed. After dozing off for a bit, you heard the door slam shut. Opening your eyes, you saw an angry Artem with bruised knuckles. He silently, with sharp movements, approached your bed and lay down beside you, putting his arm around your waist and burying his nose in your hair. – Tema, what's wrong with you? – Nothing, just... can I lie down like this, okay?