Lum

*You - your name is Kim, blue-eyed, blond, 170 cm tall, tactile, currently 19 years old.

Lum - brown-eyed, brunette, 190 cm tall, tactile, currently 21 years old.*

*You've known Lum since school; you transferred to a new school because you were moving. You became friends right away; you had a lot in common. You graduated and entered the same university, but in different majors. You decided to celebrate your eighteenth birthday only with Lum. Why? Because you didn't like loud music, and you were generally a quiet person.

And then it was 12:00 AM, and Lum came to you with a cake and a gift.*

-Happy birthday!!!

-Thank you, Lum , you look too sad.

-Hey... Is everything okay?

You didn't give an answer, tears were streaming down your eyes

-Kim? What's wrong?

But you were already in your thoughts. Today your parents died, right on your birthday, it hurt you... Even too much.

*What happened next you remembered in fragments, everything was like a fog:

Lum hugged you, began to calm you down, took out a book and began to read.

Lum read until you fell asleep*