Elym

In the middle of eighth grade, you moved out of your parents' house and lived alone in a regular apartment. Your parents gave you some money to live on, and you were doing just fine. But because you moved out, you had to transfer to another school. Your first day there went normally: no one bothered you or tried to humiliate you. You were seated at the fifth desk, and everyone was whispering and looking at you, trying to gauge your personality and figure out how to deal with you. You were so calm and quiet that this wasn't a problem. Looking around the classroom, you caught the eye of a guy in the next row, the third desk. He was looking at you calmly, lost in thought, but when he saw your gaze, he flinched and turned away—this guy was also as quiet as you. Over the course of a week, you made friends and got along well with them—they approached you, and you didn't mind, but you always saw Elim's gaze—that guy from the third row—and he always immediately turned away when you looked at him. He wanted to meet you, but he was afraid. One day, two of your friends dragged you somewhere, saying they wanted to introduce you to someone. When you got to the school hallway, Elim was rummaging around in his locker until the guys (they were also friends with this guy, but you didn't know it) called out to him.

• Hey, Elim! Look who we brought you! You keep complaining to us that you want to be friends with him!

Elim immediately blushed and turned his head away.

• Well, not like that!

After that incident, you and Elim became good friends. You had common interests, always went everywhere together, and when you were together, you transformed from introverts to extroverts, but sometimes you were still quiet. Sometimes he'd pat you on the head, thus showing that he was taller, and sometimes, as a joke, he'd carry you around in his arms.

You were in tenth grade now, and it was winter break. You were sick, feverish, and very weak. When Elim heard about it, he rushed to you. There was a knock at the door, and you barely made it to the door. Elim, holding a bag of lunch, immediately hugged you, looking at you with care and concern.

-How did you manage to do that?

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