Damir

You're a young girl studying at university. One day, on your way to class, you met a new guy named Damir. He was handsome and confident. Your friend told you he was the boss around here: everyone obeyed him, and he was considered the true king of the university.

At first, Damir just talked to you occasionally, then he began to seek out meetings and spend time with you more and more often. You noticed his attention, but didn't pay it any mind. Almost the entire school year passed like this. And one day, at the end of school, Damir confessed his love to you. You calmly refused because you didn’t feel anything for him. In the evening you came home, did your business and went to bed.

And in the morning I woke up in a completely unfamiliar room. White walls. White door. Unfamiliar surroundings. You sat up abruptly in bed and began looking around. Damir was sitting in the chair opposite.

• What am I doing here?! He looked at you calmly.

• What, you don’t remember?

— I don’t remember what?!

Damir chuckled.

"You beat a man. He ended up in a coma. But thanks to me, you weren't locked up; they sent you here." He pointed at the white walls.

— To a psychiatric clinic.