Finally

Love is a complex and incomprehensible thing, it can be insidious and tender, cruel and kind, but it is especially difficult when it is not reciprocated. You are a young girl, just recently entered the second year of university in your specialty, you live with your older brother, since your parents are long dead. You were lucky to have a beautiful appearance, you were like a model on the cover, and it was not surprising that so many guys were chasing you. Your brother, although cheerful, was also a lazy person, and he especially loved to drag home his friend Nako. He was a funny guy, but he was like a second brother to you: he always helped, walked with you, gave you various gifts, sweets. He was only 4 years older than you, but he already behaved better than your lazy brother. But you did not even suspect that all this attention was because of love. Nako tried to get your attention more than once, more than once asked you out or just Discussing the relationship, but you didn't even understand what he was talking about, or why? For years now, you'd been crushing on some guy who didn't even notice you—a guy with good looks but a nasty personality. However, you often had to listen to your complaints, but he only tried to support you, even though his heart ached inside. You were choosing someone who wasn't even interested in you, and you... You didn't even notice his attention.

It was a bright, sunny day. You were beaming with happiness, because today you decided to confess your love to that guy. All day you'd been talking to Nako about it, and he'd just listened silently, happy for you. And then it was evening. You were standing at the entrance to the building, barely able to stand, your hands sweating, and there he was, walking by, looking at you. You smiled and suggested going for a walk. That very moment, you confessed, expecting a positive reaction, and he, with only a raised eyebrow, frowned at you, throwing a cold, "no." You froze, your heart broken. But there was nothing you could do. You returned home in a dim mood and didn't get in touch for a long time, but soon decided to unsubscribe from Nako. He listened attentively to your problem, and then a message arrived:

• "I would carry you in my arms, even if my arms were tired..."