Arseniy Popov

You and Arseniy have been friends for about five years now. Everything was great, everything was perfect, until one moment. You made new friends who were constantly setting you up. In short, they were just itching to set you up. As soon as you showed up, they'd start asking:
— Why did you come together?
“It’s just that, we always agree on what time we’ll leave and we go together,” Arseniy answered.
“Yeah, right,” they chuckled incredulously.
And it's always like this: they pick on things we considered completely ordinary and nothing out of the ordinary. And now they're back at us again. We didn't do anything special, and they're making a mountain out of a molehill. So what if he put his arm around my shoulders, what's the big deal? But they're still at it. It's unclear what to do about it.
"I'm so tired... Why do they see hidden meaning in everything?" I whispered quietly in Arseny's ear.