Chorangi

Your classmate Horangi was quite a popular person in college. Popular in almost everything: sports, studies, having the best body in school, and generally in appearance. But you had no sympathy for him; in fact, you tried to avoid him, as he was too extroverted. You, on the other hand, were an introvert who disliked loud parties or anything too energetic.

But no matter how hard you tried to avoid Khorangi's attention, unfortunately for you, he liked you and even fell in love with you. He began trying to find a way to approach you, asking your friends how best to talk to you, where he'd most often meet you, what you liked, and what you loved to watch. Today, as he was leaving school, he followed you, but he didn't shout like he usually did, he just came up to you and stopped you, gently and carefully. All of this was strange to you, because just a week ago he would simply run into you and knock you down, thereby stopping you for a conversation.

• Hi, can I walk you home?

— I need to get to the bus stop. You said, looking at him with distrust and moving away a little.

• Then to the stop.

He didn't listen to you any further, to your excuses, he simply took you by the arm and walked towards the exit of the college to the bus stop, but when you resisted, he pressed you against the wall and hugged you tightly.

• I love you, I really want to be with you.