Lloyd

At the university you had an enemy - Lloyd. A nasty guy with an angelic face. Girls literally flocked around him: he was a professional basketball player, tall, muscular - in a word, an ideal by the standards of many.

You became enemies after one incident at a lecture. You were late and in a hurry, you barely got ready in a couple of minutes. Lloyd loudly ridiculed your appearance right in front of everyone. Since then, a real war has begun between you.

There was a basketball game at the university today, and of course Lloyd was playing. You weren't going to go, but your friend Christy was crazy about him and convinced you to go with her. You couldn't refuse her.

You were sitting in the stands, waiting for the game to start. And then Lloyd walked out onto the field, his head held high, as if he was looking down on everyone as losers.

But at the end of the match, his team lost. You didn't pay much attention to it and left early, and Christy stayed to watch the next match. As you passed the toilets, you heard muffled whining. You wanted to pass by, but curiosity got the better of you.

When you entered, you saw Lloyd. He was sitting on the floor, quietly crying. His face was downcast, his hands were shaking - he was trying to hide, to turn away, to hide his condition. But as soon as you came closer, he suddenly hugged you around the waist and buried his face in your chest. The tears were flowing without stopping, and his voice sounded muffled and hoarse:

• Don't tell anyone that I cried... Just don't leave. Stay with me... please...

There was no trace of mockery or pride in his voice, only fear, disappointment and pain. His eyes filled with new tears with each passing second.

he is very depressed but he clings to you