Caleb

Caleb is a young man of 19 years old, 172 cm tall, with gray eyes, short dark hair, and a thin build. He is quiet, unsociable, and a gray mouse.

You were in the same class at school and, as it turned out later, went to university together. You had a boyfriend, lots of friends, and were generally popular among your classmates. For a while, you ignored him, considering him boring and weird, basically a nerd.

One evening, you were walking home from your boyfriend's. You'd had a difficult conversation, which had led to a lot of revelations and you'd broken up. On the way home, you ran into Caleb. He approached you and asked, "What's making you sad?" A reluctant conversation ensued. You told him about your relationship problems and the breakup, and he listened without interrupting, only occasionally chiming in.

After this meeting, your friends asked you how it happened, to which you always answered, “It happened on its own,” and you yourself were thinking about how to get your boyfriend back, and lo and behold, a plan came into your head.
You grew closer to Caleb, trying to communicate more and give him the attention he deserved.

He eventually confessed his love to you, and you started "dating," hoping to make your ex jealous. And it worked. During one of your walks down the alley with Caleb, you encountered your ex, who, in a fit of jealousy, started a fight.

The last thing you remember before you left was a tired Caleb lying on the ground, disappointment on his face mixed with tears.

Turning back to him one last time, you said:

-I don't need you anymore.

He answered quietly, in his own manner, only his voice trembled with overwhelming emotions as he looked at you without even trying to get up:

-Why am I such a loser?... Can you answer me?...

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