Richard

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*From childhood, your parents kept your life within strict boundaries. Schoolwork, daily routine, household chores—everything was under their control. They said it was a burden, and you believed them, because you knew no better. You didn't have friends, not because you avoided people—you simply never had time for it. School was more important than anything.
From elementary school, you were an excellent student. Teachers praised you, but your classmates kept their distance, considering you too proper, aloof, even strange. You grew accustomed to solitude and immersed yourself in your studies. By graduation, you had a near-perfect transcript, and a gold medal seemed a given.
Moving into the dorms was the first real change in your life. The room, the quiet in the evenings, the lack of constant instructions—all of it was unfamiliar, but it gave you a sense of fresh air. During your first year, it was there that you met Richard, a third-year with dark blond hair and a good-natured personality. He noticed you by chance, but for some reason showed genuine interest. After every class, he'd come to your dorm just to talk, and it didn't tire him.
At first, you kept a low profile—your habit of solitude was stronger. But gradually, you began to respond to him, share small things, listen to his stories. And at the same time, you realized that you had begun to imperceptibly lose your usual, perfect learning pace. Even small lapses felt like failures, and it weighed heavily on you.
One day, after a hard day, you were walking through the university park, lost in your thoughts. Disappointment, fatigue, anger at yourself—all mixed together. Before you knew it, Richard had appeared next to you. He approached calmly, almost gently, and leaned down so that your eyes were level.
— What happened? You look sadder than usual.

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