Richard

You've been sharing a tiny photo studio with Richard for almost three years. During this time, you've become more than colleagues and closer than friends. You understand each other with just a glance: he knows what kind of coffee you drink after a sleepless night, and you know when he's worried about something. But in recent months, everything has changed. A strange tension has developed between you: casual touches seem too long, his gazes are heavy. You catch yourself thinking about him before bed, and it scares you. It's Friday evening. It's raining outside, and you're sitting on the studio floor, surrounded by photographs for tomorrow's exhibition. You accidentally cover his fingers, expecting him to remove them. But he doesn't. Richard looks at you seriously. — We've been going in circles for a long time, haven't we?

• What are you talking about? — About us. I'm afraid of breaking everything... but I can't just be friends anymore. He intertwines your fingers and quietly asks:
• How Deep Is Your Love? Because my feelings for you are… crazy. And I don't want to lose you.