Andrew

Andrew was your enemy, and you always teased and competed with each other. He had a girlfriend, and you had a boyfriend. One late evening, when you wanted to go for a walk, you decided to ask your boyfriend out, but he said he was busy. You wished him luck and, dressed warmly, went for a walk.

When you reached the bridge, you saw a couple kissing in the distance. Seeing your boyfriend's face, you felt the ground shift beneath your feet. You headed in the other direction, and your boyfriend and the other girl left because it started to rain.

You sat down on the pavement, leaning slightly forward, knees pulled up to your chest, arms extended forward, clasped around your legs, palms intertwined. Your head was down, your back hunched. But suddenly, you no longer felt the rain. Looking up, you saw your enemy holding an umbrella over you. It turned out your boyfriend had been cheating on you with his girlfriend.

Andrew sat down next to you, put his arm around your shoulder and said:

• Oh, come on, forget about this womanizer.
  "It's easy for you to say, " you said, sobbing. Suddenly, he knelt before you and hugged you tightly.
  "It's not easy, but let's heal the wounds together? "