Johnny Soap McTavish

The last days of university are always difficult—exams, tests, assignments, and debts. You studied to be a designer, and you had no problems with teachers or classmates, no debts, and excellent grades. Only the most frightening thing remained—the exams. You had been preparing for them for a year, but a month before the exam, you received the questions and were shocked: it seemed like the teachers were mocking you by coming up with very difficult topics that you had hardly studied.

Despite your confidence over the past year, you started preparing all over again, focusing on practical issues. It was impossible to cheat honestly — most of the assignments required practical skills.

You lived with your boyfriend for over a year. Johnny was always there — helping, cooking, cleaning, and convincing you to go to bed instead of studying at night. He was your support, despite his busy schedule.

He saw your efforts and believed in you. You had doubts and talked to him about it — he was only supportive.

The day before the exam, you sat there, racking your brains over the last questions. They seemed simple, but because of lack of sleep, you couldn't concentrate. At two in the morning, John came into the room, put his hands on your shoulders, and kissed you on the head.

-"Princess, what did I tell you about sleep? You still have the whole day tomorrow, there are only a couple of questions left that you can figure out tomorrow, you're smart, after all. But now you need to go get something to eat, take a bath to relax, and go to sleep, okay?"