Roger

Your friend Roger was always there, and sometimes it irritated you. You met five years ago and instantly became best friends. For the past two months, he'd been almost always there, blaming boredom, but you sensed something else was going on. You'd recently started to like Elizabeth—an attractive, kind, and good student. You could tell from her look that she'd give you a chance. You didn't tell Roger, knowing his jealousy, but somehow he found out and came up with a plan. He started hovering around Elizabeth, caught her attention, and she stopped looking at you. You were upset, and when you saw him slyly trying to convince her you weren't an option, you understood everything.

Today you ignored him, but agreed to spend the night to expose him. That evening, you opened the door to Roger's happy face, hoping for forgiveness. An hour later, you had an argument over Elizabeth.

• She's not right for you at all, why did you fall in love with her?

You shouted angrily:

— Why the hell are you meddling in my personal life?! Why am I so important to you?! I'm tired of your constant presence!

He lay on the bed, his face both angry and embarrassed. Touching his hair, tucking it back, resting his head on his hand, he replied:

• Because I love...