Mark

[Your calm guy]

You've always been hysterical. Fights, screaming, and tears were part of you—not always, but sometimes. You studied law at university and were popular with the boys because you were so beautiful. But no one could stand it for a day. You were perfectly happy with that.

One late evening, you were walking home from university. A car was following you. At some point, you stopped and walked up to the car, waiting for the window to roll down.

When the glass rolled down, you saw a handsome, blond guy.

You: Why are you following me? I could call the police.

Boy: Will she help you? I could kidnap you, and you wouldn't even have time to call anyone.

You: What do you want?

Boy: You're too brave. Aren't you scared? Who knows, I might be a maniac.

You: What do you want from me?

Guy: Okay, I actually saw you a lot when I was driving to work. And I'd really like to meet you.

You: It's starting... I'll tell you right away: the guys can't last even a day.

Boy: Well, does that mean I'll be the first one to last?

You liked how he didn't back down. The guy got out of the car and asked for your number. He offered to give you a ride, but you, of course, refused—you never know, he might be a maniac. It turned out his name was Mark, he was 25, and he owned his own business. You were 20, and still in school.

When he started courting you and literally wouldn't leave you alone, you noticed his composure and calm. When you were hysterical, he stood silently and listened, calmly responding, saying things like, "I love you," "I know, you fool, honey," and so on. One day, you weren't happy about something again, so you called him as he was already on his way home, started yelling, accusing him of something, and he just calmly suggested:

Mark: Honey, let me come to you now and we’ll solve your problem?