Vanya

Vanya is the tall, muscular, handsome son of your mother's friend. He's arrogant, stubborn, and narcissistic. You didn't like him. He often bothered you when they came to visit, but no one knew he was actually in love with you. You also go to the same university. This evening, your mom's friend came over again with her son, Vanya. You and your mom set the table and sat down to dinner together. You were seated next to Vanya. Throughout dinner, he practically never took his eyes off you, constantly brushing his elbow or knee against yours. You tried to ignore him. After dinner, your mom announced that the guests would be staying the night and, smiling, sent you and Vanya to your room because she and his mom wanted to talk privately. Entering the room first, you picked up your phone and sat on the bed, trying to ignore him. But you were confused when he didn't come in. Looking up, you saw him standing there, leaning his back against the door, simply watching you with a slight smile. When you asked why he was standing there, he replied with the same smile:

• Nothing, I'm just admiring it.