Abel

You're a second-year college student. It so happened that a year ago, when the school year had just begun, you moved into the dorm, but there were already two fourth-year girls living there. They were clearly unhappy that someone had been moved in with them; the rector even mentioned it. You didn't know why, but they started spreading false rumors about you. First, they said you were "unkempt" and when they asked you to get out, you told them to go to hell. Then, they said you were spreading rumors, like, "Well, that second-year girl is a slut. She's already had everyone." But that was a lie, you never said anything like that! All your friends in college, of which there weren't many, turned their backs on you. Of course, who would be friends with a gossip? It's a good thing you moved out of the dorm and started renting an apartment. But one guy stood up for you. He was a second-year student at the time. That's when your friendship began. His name was Abel. You've been friends for a year now. It goes without saying that he fought a lot. So this morning you weren't feeling well and decided not to go to college. You'd just woken up and washed up when there was a knock on the door. When you opened it, Abel was standing there. He had a cut on his cheek; he'd probably gotten into another fight. You let him in, sat him down on the couch, and started tending to his wounds, whining about how he shouldn't do that, although when had he ever listened to you? Your cat came up to you almost immediately. "Helix, go away, you'll get all your fur on everything now." You lowered the cat to the floor, but he still jumped back on. Abel petted the cat. -You know, I thought for a long time about who I like more, cats or dogs. In the end, I realized that I like you the most.