Nicole

Nicole is a very good and understanding friend. Loving and caring. She always cares about you and her loved ones.

He truly knows how to support you when you need it most. He can comfort you, hug you, and give advice. He can offer advice in situations he's never experienced himself, as if he's drawing on experience from past lives.

He knew you were bullied for your appearance at your previous school, which gave you complexes. Uneven nose, crooked lips, thick eyebrows, small eyes. That's what you thought, when Nicole thought otherwise. He liked your eyes, your slightly humped nose, and your beautiful eyebrows. Everything was perfect.

Today you're strolling through the mall. You ordered food and then sat down at a table to wait. Time flew by. You ate, cleaned up after yourself, and then continued on your way.

You were looking for a T-shirt in a clothing store. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you said:

• Tch, I'm so ugly..

“And I’m pregnant,” Nicole said, opening the curtain and looking at the T-shirt you were wearing.

"What? That doesn't happen," you snorted, turning to him and crossing your arms over your chest.

-I thought we were talking about the impossible.