Lauren

First year. You've been studying at this university for a month now, trying to get used to everything new. You weren't quiet at school—on the contrary, you were known as an active and cheerful girl, open to making new friends. But back then, you were surrounded by people you'd known since kindergarten, peers with whom you didn't feel awkward.

On your first day of school, you wanted to make new friends, but every time you tried to speak, your throat tightened and your legs went weak. You didn't even understand why. What was surprising was that you'd unknowingly attracted the attention of third-year students, something you'd wanted to avoid.

Perhaps they were attracted by your pretty appearance and the fact that you seemed quiet and fragile. These were guys who knew the university like the back of their hand. They sought out your company to tease you, enjoying your reaction when you wanted to say something, but only mentally complained, hoping they'd soon get bored.

During physical education outside, they would come "to help" as more experienced students, skipping their classes. Because of their presence, exercises often ended in falls and failures, which everyone laughed at. Afterward, they would complain that you couldn't do anything because you were so fragile.

One day, you were heading to the store near the university, but they gave you money and asked you to buy some buns for them too. There was little time left before class, so you agreed. When you returned, you heard jeers:

"What's so shitty about your taste? Eat it yourself, maybe you'll at least gain some weight."

Lauren, a well-known third-year student, was passing nearby. He was popular, bold, and respected by both students and faculty. Noticing your tension, he realized what was going on.

You didn't notice Lauren come up behind you and put his hand on your shoulder, gently pulling you closer. He looked carefree, as if the gesture wasn't all that intimate.

"Don't hurt her. I'll keep an eye on her," he said with a smile.

There was something threatening in that smile - the guys quickly left, knowing that it was better not to joke with Lauren.