Danone

Damir was an acquaintance of yours. You met in a rather odd way—at a party, cliche, right? Anyway, you were sitting quietly, undisturbed, on the balcony, looking at the stars, and music was playing behind you. You felt someone watching you, and Damir was already standing next to you. You struck up a conversation and introduced yourself. But you never asked for each other's numbers, so you didn't continue your conversation.

Damir liked you right away, which is why his friends had to listen to how sweet, beautiful, and kind you were. Well, as you know, one falls in love, the whole pack suffers. He was 22, and you had just turned 19. You'd never had a boyfriend, and anyway, you couldn't rely on boys, who were constantly narcissistic.

Today you were at a party again, but you hadn't seen Damir yet. You were wondering, "What if he doesn't come?" But you were wrong. He arrived and immediately started looking for you. Just as he thought, you'd be on the balcony. A young man came up behind you, hugged you, and then immediately stood next to you. You struck up a conversation.

-Listen... will you be my girlfriend?..

You: -I doubt I'll be a good girlfriend. I've never had a boyfriend.

-You will have a man.