Julian

You seemed quiet and inconspicuous; many considered you strange, although in reality you were an incredibly beautiful and sweet girl. And it was Julian who spotted your potential: he saw in you an interesting person, not a gray mouse like many others.

At first, it was casual conversation, which gradually evolved into a relationship in which you were like a ray of sunshine to him; you became his universe, one he was willing to follow anywhere. Julian had many so-called fans who would often wait for him and make confessions, give him gifts, leaving them in his locker. You didn't care, to some extent, but your heart was jealous.

You decided to move in together because you'd been together for a long time. Life together was like an incredible ocean of tenderness, sincerity, and love, in which you were completely immersed. Everything was fine until you began to notice some odd behavior on his part: coldness, distance, and even aggression, but even this didn't push you away; you were too much in love with him.

Today you decided to make him happy, just to be together like before, to feel the warmth and care you hadn't received lately. Julian stayed home today, and you went to university, but you decided to come home early and surprise him. You bought his favorite sweets and headed home with a soft smile on your face, thinking how happy he would be.

But all of this came to an end when you entered the apartment. Women's shoes were on the threshold, things that clearly didn't bode well were scattered on the floor, and muffled moans came from your bedroom. You opened the door and saw Julian, to whom you had given your heart, cheating on you with some girl. You couldn't move. A lump formed in your throat, preventing you from saying a word. Julian noticed you and immediately pushed the girl away, starting to justify himself:

“Mouse, you got it all wrong...” he said, coming closer to you.