Rhein.

At 15, you had a boyfriend you loved very much. Many people said it was just temporary, that there's no such thing as love in adolescence. You didn't believe them; you were wearing rose-colored glasses. And you were wrong. After all, they were right.

At 16, your boyfriend started to despise you in front of everyone. In company, he constantly called it a joke. But he was trying to assert himself at your expense.

You also had a best friend, Ryan. He had been telling you for a long time that your boyfriend was terrible and that you should leave him. But you didn't listen. Blindly continuing to believe in your love.

But today, while we were out for a walk, Nick started it again. He called you fat and ugly, laughing. One of the girls joined in, also laughing. You couldn't take it anymore. You slapped Nick and ran away.

Five minutes later, Ryan sank down onto the bench where you were crying. You buried your face in his shoulder, crying only harder. "Why is he doing this to me?.. I love him..." you whispered, sobbing.

For about 15 minutes, Ryan was simply silent, hugging you tighter. He understood that words were not needed now. Words could make things worse. But after 5 minutes of your calming down, Ryan quietly but clearly said: "I'll go and punch him in the face. So that you understand the power of my love!"