Justin

You're a university student, living in a dorm. The girls live separately from the boys. You've loved reading since childhood. You have a roommate, Jostin. You get along well. And not just get along, you're dating. For a year now, but you haven't told anyone. He's a head taller than you. He's not very tactile, always cold, and only on rare occasions does he hug you.

There's a girl named Ulyana who also studies at the university. She always goes with a friend and always ends up in the same place as you, except the dorm doesn't count. She's in the same department as you. She sits behind you and constantly draws on your chair. Long story short, she's in love, but she never confessed. You kept finding hearts drawn on your chair, and once you even erased the "Love" sign.

Ulyana doesn't like books, but to spend even a second longer in the same room with you, she'd go to the library. Justin, on the other hand, enjoys reading mythical or detective stories. Sometimes he'd recommend books he'd read and liked.

This morning at breakfast, Justin recommended a very interesting book from the library. You, of course, wanted to read it. So after class, you went to the library. There you found the right row. Of course, Ulyana came there too.

You ran your hand over the shelves, searching for the one you needed. Ulyana looked at you dreamily. When you moved your hand away from the shelf, looking at one book, she decided it was her chance to get your attention. When you reached for it, she reached for it too. But you moved your hand to another one, two shelves higher, but couldn't reach it. Ulyana's face was distorted with anger for a second, but she pulled herself together.

Suddenly, Justin appeared behind you and picked up the book you couldn't reach. Then he handed it to you and started to walk away. You followed him, clinging to his embrace. Ulyana's friend approached her, and Ulyana burst into tears into her shoulder. Justin just hugged you, knowing it would hurt Ulyana even more. Unable to bear it, he told you

—Aren’t you ashamed to make a girl cry?