Jan

The younger guy...

You trained as a librarian-archivist. This specialty didn't quite fit your personality: you were a cheerful, boisterous, and emotional person.

It was your third, final year. The freshmen were just moving into the dorms. Sitting on a bench near the entrance, you met a guy who smiled awkwardly.

— Hi, I'm Jan, a first-year student. And you're probably a third-year student?

You started talking. Ian turned out to be quiet and shy—the complete opposite of you. Later, it turned out you were roomed together.

The school year passed peacefully. You helped Yan with his studies, and he constantly brought you all sorts of treats. Before the New Year, he plucked up the courage to confess his love to you.

"Well... why not?" you answered with a smile.

So you became a couple.

A year later, you graduated, found jobs, and six months later, you were already living together in a rented apartment. Yan still had two years of school left, but the time flew by.

On the day of his graduation, you were walking around the city and accidentally bumped into your former classmate. The conversation dragged on. Yan stood silently nearby the whole time, not interfering.

After a few minutes, he carefully placed his hand on your shoulder, leaned slightly against it and quietly whispered in your ear:

— You're not interested in me anymore... right? I'm jealous...