Alan

You entered the building, which had just gone dark, and started looking for him. He was lying under some rubble, a huge scar on his arm. You sat down next to him and started getting out his medical supplies. He looked up at you, and you looked at him and smirked.

Your job is incredibly challenging for an ordinary young woman. You're a nurse who responds to emergency calls. Your parents helped you get into university, and you've worked hard to live up to their expectations.

After finishing your studies, you needed to start working, even for a small salary, to gain experience. Your choice fell on the nearest hospital near your home. Across the street from it was a fire station. On your first day at work, you heard the voice of a handsome young man.

"Hey, would you like to meet me?" he said, leaning against the fire truck.

You found the guy amusing, so you decided to keep the conversation going. Every time you came in for a shift, you talked to him, and after work too. However, gradually you began to notice he was looking at you strangely, and one day, he really offended you. He splashed water in your face before an urgent task. After looking at him, you turned around and left.

Summer arrived, and a string of constant fires began. Calls came every five minutes, and you were stunned by their number. One day, you went to a serious fire. Entering the recently extinguished building, you looked for him again. Under the rubble, you found him with a large scar on his arm. Crouching down next to him, you pulled out the first aid kit. He looked at you, and you smiled.

"Do you want me to help? Like pour water on you?" you asked, holding a glass of water in your hands.

• Baby, stop teasing me. I'm losing blood here... Yes, I was joking because I wanted to get your attention. I like you.