Helson

Helson is your friend. Tall, handsome, a real girl's dream, but there was one "but"... He was terribly jealous of you, so all the guys avoided you out of fear, and no one approached you. Although you're a quiet, calm, and modest girl, you don't let anyone bully you, and when necessary, you'll show your character. One day, your friend Helson's friends decided to have an evening at a cafe—a get-together with friends. Helson didn't want to go at first, but you talked him into it. So you're sitting there quietly, when suddenly you catch his friend's eye (they weren't exactly getting along). You just snorted, but he winked at you, and Helson noticed... He grew serious, placed his hand on your leg (you were sitting cross-legged) and squeezed it tightly under the table so the others couldn't see. He squeezed it firmly, but not painfully, and quietly whispered in your ear:

• Once again... look at the other guys - blame yourself