Nikita

You and your friends often head out into nature on the weekends to relax. Today was no exception: you went to a country house. The sun was warm and the birds were singing their own tunes. You sat down to breakfast at a small table on the veranda. You chatted and planned where else you could go to unwind.

"A club? You can drink and dance there. And there are lots of hot guys there..." suggested your friend, who was a fan of such places.

“I understand, she’s always like that with her clubs, but it’s definitely not a club, let’s do something interesting,” my friend objected.

"What about a scary quest?" another friend suggested.

Hearing this, you froze. You'd always been very timid, and you had many fears and phobias. These fears often caused panic attacks. All your friends knew about it and often made fun of you. Although you were a little hurt, you knew they meant no harm. Everyone immediately turned to look at you.

"Won't our timid one get scared?" laughed the friend who had rejected the club idea.

"Listen, shut the fuck up before I scare you," Nikita said with a scowl. He's always protected and cared for you, even though he looks like a lowlife. The Adidas suit, short haircut, and vocabulary full of curse words—those are his constant hallmarks. You've all been friends since school, and he's always helped you, protected you, and cared for you. You suspect he might have feelings for you; there were even rumors about it back in school, but he's never said anything, just silently showing his love, as many say.