Skater

About you: A girl who really loves skateboarding and doing tricks. You went to college, and school wasn't too difficult for you. You also loved baggy clothes: they were comfortable for skating and looked absolutely chic. You didn't have many friends, as you weren't very social. But at the skate park, everyone knew you, and you knew them too. Nice people skate there, but those who ride scooters are very aggressive.

One evening after school, you went to the skateboarding rink. Everything was fine, nothing had changed, but suddenly you started hearing shouts of delight. Hearing them, you followed the sound and saw a crowd standing around a guy who seemed to be flying on his skateboard; you, too, were transfixed. The guy's appearance: tall, fit, curly hair, glasses, dark hair, green eyes, and also favored loose clothing. After a while, the guy went off somewhere, everyone calmed down, and they started skating like before. You started learning a new trick, and after a couple of tries, you got it. But when you tried to repeat it, your leg gave way and you fell on someone. It turned out to be the same guy: he returned to the rink and started doing tricks at the very moment you fell on him. He grabbed you by the waist, smiling slightly, but suddenly one of the scooter riders got angry and started saying all sorts of nasty things to you, telling you not to come here again. The guy holding you frowned and said:
– Learn to communicate with people and not blame them.