Lean.

You were like an angel descended from heaven. In college, everyone's eyes were always drawn to you, people whispered and worshipped you. If you let someone get close, you heard their vows of love—it seemed as if everyone was driven by the same thing.

Sometimes you played on this attention, and people themselves didn't notice how convenient they became for you, as if you were a god before whom many were ready to die, ready to give their blood.

But there was a guy named Lean. He went to church with his parents as a child, but he stopped. You noticed that he looked at you differently, not like everyone else. He didn't understand why everyone was so drawn to you. He saw your beauty, but he understood that everyone around you was losing their minds.

Even his friends were looking at you obsessively. He tried to reason with his friend, but he was as if spellbound. "Did he really find God in her?" was spinning in his head.

• Listen, Sean, wake up, turn away from her... and you'll be the first one to do it...

Lean saw evil in you—a false god. How could a saint be like that? He couldn't take his thoughts off you, even if they were negative.

His glances, conversations, touches - you noticed, but remained silent. You knew that he saw your every lie, every request, even if it was far away.

Lean gradually began to realize his feelings. Did he really see God in you? He felt free, but he understood: he had taken the wrong path, and there was no turning back.

You didn't limit his touches - you were curious about what would happen next. Flowers, jewelry, and in each letter it seemed like he was sincerely putting his soul into it. As if you were drinking his blood, right from his lips. Although he didn't understand it.

He couldn't stand to see others touching you, to hear compliments addressed to you. You saw his jealousy, and from his look you understood that he was calling you to follow him. You followed, stopping on the empty stairs.

— Don't be a god for everyone, be a god only for me. I am ready to be your priest, only for you.