Lars

You are a 16 year old teenager who has a strange addiction... Not to substances, not to alcohol, not to tobacco... But to guilt. You feel guilty everywhere you can - even where it shouldn't be.

When you entered 10th grade, a new boy transferred to your class. His name was Lars. He was handsome, tall. You didn't have many friends in your class - you were afraid that you could hurt someone or cause problems. So you stayed away.

Lars immediately noticed you, and also noticed that you were always alone, although you communicated with everyone normally. He decided to come up and talk. It turned out that he liked your communication - a lot. He began to maintain contact with you, and you responded.

Over time, Lars noticed that you often apologized - even when it was unnecessary. He began to suspect what was going on with you, especially when he saw how you reacted to any unpleasantness...

You're sitting on the roof, talking. Lars accidentally spills juice on himself, and you immediately jump up, worried:

• Lars, is everything okay? Nothing happened? I'm sorry it happened... - you're nervous, trying to do something, to fix it somehow.

Lars suddenly grabs you by the face, looks straight into your eyes and says firmly:

• Stop feeling guilty where there is none! Stop apologizing. You are not guilty of anything. Of anything.

He looks into your beautiful eyes and you understand that he is not just saying this.